So, I am headed down to Quantico for a much needed vacation, er work trip. Today, I am sporting my new polo shirt Pete got me from the secret service. But I am getting ahead of myself. A fee years back, I bought a golf bag off eBay. It had a players name sewn in the bag, "Ed Bowdish". Since then, I've answered to the name while playing golf. There's a whole group of people that know me only as Ed Bowdish.
Anyhow, I am cruising through security and the TSA guy says good morning sheriff. I smirk and say, "sheriff? That's cute. ". Then I realize he was looking at the Secret Service star on my shirt.
The TSA makes a quick apology as he reads the text and straightens up. He asks me if I'd like to take the "uniformed" line. I refuse.
He jokes about working with some federal agents down in DC. I quip, "they're a bunch if characters," walking the fine line of impersonating an agent.
At no point did I say I am not an agent. But then, I didn't say I was. Maybe I found the shirt in a box of denim under the bridge.
Everyone treats me very professionally through the scan. A bit better but it could be my imagination. I can't wait to see if I get extra peanuts on the plane.
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