I shall be working in Montréal today.
'shall'? Yes, Georges and I have been working on some T&Cs lately so my mind is quite in tune with the subtleties of grammar and the precise message conveyed therein. You hip?
I chose the wrong line at security today at Pearson, initially I was heading for the lower security but it was terrible full so I ran up the stairs to the main departure level and was met with similar sized and intensity lines. I chose quickly. Damn.
The line I chose had the lowest number of individuals outside of the wall, but inside.. the dreaded family of four. Not near as much fun as China's Gang of Four (1966-76, too obscure?), but just as much a security problem.
Bleeweep! The handheld wand yelled out to its raised eyebrow female holder... 'Need a male screener!' she called out. 'They don't come out' the dad-traveller volunteered, 'WASN'T ASKING!', she blurted back. My right eye developed a bit of a nervous twitch.