danchekker

So I have this kinda weird fantasy involving airports. In it, for some reason there is doubt that I am who I say I am, and I am taken back to a back room where people ask me complicated questions about things the real Danchekker ought to know, and ask for names of references that they can go and find RIGHT NOW and check with that I am not actually a terrorist. I’m not actually found to be a terrorist, they let me go and apologize for the inconvenienct and say all my references do really think I’m a good person and I’ve probably missed my flight but that’s okay, they’ll put me up in a hotel for the night.

( I did warn you it was weird. )