Day one of Thelma and Louise heads to Florida, started out more like an episode of Lucy and Ethel.
I woke up Monday morning for work at 5:30 am and I haven't slept yet.
I picked Sandi up from her house around 3:30 this morning (Tuesday) and headed to the airport. We got parked and shuttled to the terminal in record time and all seemed easy peasy.
We stood in line, Sandi behind me, to go through the TSA checkpoint. I was corralled off to one line and I thought Sandi was in the line next to me. It went something like this:
Me: Starting to take off earrings, 3 rings, 2 bracelets.
TSA Officer: (make that young cute TSA Officer) You don't have to take them off, it's okay.
Me: Starting to take off zippered hoodie (cuz I heard someone else being told to)
TSA Cutie: Don't worry about it, your cool.
Me: Taking off black leather silver studded belt.
TSA Hottness: Um, yeah, take that off! And the boots, you have to remove them too.
[cue stripper music] So I danced slightly through the full body scanner.
All done, out the other side and as I was starting to put my belt on, I realized I didn't hear or see Sandi. I got the belt and boots on and peeked back into the line. No Sandi.
Okay, I assumed she was a few rows over in another line. I craned my neck and didn't see her.
This is like five minutes later and still no Sandi. I asked a security guy if he knew what happened to her. I couldn't go back through the check point and look. He had no idea.
Just as I was going to call her, I see a frazzled sister walking my way. Frustrated and her bags obviously rumbled through, she said her wallet with her ID was missing. They let her through ... go figure! It must be in the gene pool, using persuasive oratory.
But we were through and on to the gate.
I handed my boarding pass to the attendant, he scanned it and I started to board.
I turned back and .... no Sandi.
Off to the side were two security officers, making her take off her zippered hoodie, raising her arms as they scanned her body. I'm all WTF and she's doing the eye roll, claiming she "fits the profile."
We got in our seats and took off on time.
Sandi looked over at me and said:
"You know, we have a flight change in Altanta and I don't have any ID."
Looooooong story just slightly longer ... we made it to Florida and this was our first stop: