I honestly didn’t plan to put the airport security system to the test. I was just really tired and didn’t notice that the name on the ticket wasn’t mine — it wasn’t even female. But I unwittingly managed to find a chink in the TSA armor last weekend.
My father had booked me a last-minute ticket to Houston on Friday for my sister’s bridal shower on Sunday using his frequent flyer miles…READ MORE.
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