An amusing start

I arrived at the airport early for my flight.  This is the way I prefer to travel - not rushing through, cursing about security lines, and praying that I have time to get to the bathroom before the gate closes.

​I decided to check in outside with a Sky Cap.  I gave him my passport and he looked for my reservation.  At first, he could not find it (momentary panic!) and then he asked if I had a "hypen" in my name.  I asked "do you mean an apostrophe?"  He said "yes". I explained to him that although the Federal government could handle an apostrophe in my name, Delta cannot.  So he found my name with the "o" and "b" blended, and got me checked in.

I made it through security and am now in the Deta Sky Club, one of the few perks left for Gold Medallion members (thank you, DTF!). As I enjoy a Sweetwater 420, I contemplate that sad apostrophe.  It's not that unusual - we use them in contractions!  I once had a subscription to National Geographic magazine and realized that the last name on my address label was "OapostropheB". 

​So I toast to those with symbols in our names.  May technology one day catch up!