Well, Detective Mendoza and I went to the airport, armed and ready to start investigating as soon as we hit the ground. We filled out the paperwork; BOTH of us said we were armed, and were ushered right thru security slick as a whistle; it was great! We were told to come up to the final check-in gate 10 minutes before boarding, in order to be seated first. So, the ground crew lady motioned us up early, and we went to the loading gate. It was a full flight, and all the impatient people got up and lined up behind us; we were taken through the door and everyone else was told to sit down; it was like we were royalty! After we had taken our seats in the plane, a stewardess walked by and made the comment, "Sitting together today?" This evidently got to Mendoza, who realized that we were two guys, alone in a big plane right next to one another. He got a worried look and said to the stewardess in all seriousness, "We're straight."
It was a great flight (no crashes) and we were not confronted with any displays of stupidity. This brought up the following thoughts:
1) The TSA guys we dealt with this time were fairly competent, showing a blend of professionalism and intelligence toward their job. This made for a secure feeling, making me think that perhaps my last encounter with them was the exception, and that they are actually going to make our airports more secure.
2) What is funny about things going smoothly? How can I keep you all entertained with "Competence"? I need more "Ignorance", or even some nice "indifference" to keep the LOL's and ROFL's coming. What is a writer to do....