Flying out of Toronto back to States. This is the pre-line for the pre-line to get into the line to fly home.
US border control is freaking out.
US border control is freaking out.
Dude at Global Entry just licked his fingers before putting them on fingerprint plate. Told his wife it makes the ID quicker. My nominee for 2020 Darwin Award.
A legit riot is breaking out in Toronto airport border control. Two people cut over to another pre-line. Everyone else goes nuts. Security called. Queue-breakers are being escorted away.
If it were up to me they’d be shot on the spot.
If it were up to me they’d be shot on the spot.
And now I’m in the pre-line for the line for Air Canada customer service to change flight.
Customer service phone lines are all down. Don’t even put you on hold. Just a recorded message saying there’s no customer service.
And then the message is repeated in French.
Customer service phone lines are all down. Don’t even put you on hold. Just a recorded message saying there’s no customer service.
And then the message is repeated in French.
At this point I’ve decided to fully embrace the chaotic neutral energy that is spreading through the Toronto airport like a ... well, you know.
I’m gonna cough and sneeze a few times, and then ask the people in front of me how they’re doing.
Just for the yucks.
I’m gonna cough and sneeze a few times, and then ask the people in front of me how they’re doing.
Just for the yucks.
