Some kind of miracle
I am at Oakland airport, waiting for my flight to Phoenix, to play in the nationals with Mike.
Here’s the miracle: I entered the security line, and was directed to the TSA pre-check line. This is a program that let’s prescreened, trusted travelers go through security quickly with a minimum of fuss. No issue with shoes, laptops, belts, or even suspenders. It was very quick, easy, and nonintrusive. This is what the security should be all of the time.
The question is, how did I get in the program? I have not applied for this yet. It occurs to me that perhaps I got placed in the program after Gail and I applied for Global Entry, a program to speed frequent travelers through immigration when returning to the US. We have completed extensive online questionnaires about who we are, where we have lived and where we have travelled and are now awaiting our official interview and fingerprinting for global entry. Perhaps the programs are linked.
It would astonish me if the government was actually so much on top of things that they were able to cross-link programs and simply enroll me in the TSA pre-check. But I can’t find any other explanation, except possibly dumb luck.
Not that anyone should discount the possibility of dumb luck when dealing with the federales. In any case I certainly enjoyed it, I’m happy, and hope this is a harbinger of a great week in Phoenix.