Last weekend I went to Gatlinburg, TN for a mini-vacation with my family. As my luck would have it, all of my family members were “randomly” selected for TSA Pre-Check for both flights. Everyone except for me…
When we arrived at the airport for our return flight the security officer waved my family through the pre-check line before turning to me, in the plebes’ line.
“I see your family left you,” he stated after noticing my last name matched the three people he just checked through. “You can sue them for that, ya know.”
Then he noticed my super cool, newly purchased shirt: a tank top covered in cats riding pizza slices. He sighed and handed back my ID. “Just take your cats and go.”