Hubby Released

Hubby Released

Ok, I’ve been on pins and needles all night (and freaking out a bit), but my hubby finally has been released from detention at the Atlanta airport.

It turns out that the only thing he shared with the person they were looking for is his very common name.

The guy didn’t have the same birthday. He wasn’t even an American.

Sigh.

So now, I’ve talked him into taking the expensive cab ride home.

No way is he riding the MARTA subway train at night, not as tired as he is. The last time, he had to deal with one guy who showed him a big ugly knife and said he was hungry. He just needs to get home. He’s been traveling for 24 hours.

Here’s the fun part. He can look forward to detention anytime he travels now.

I’d really like to know what this other guy was wanted for.

I got a suggestion from a relative in law enforcement and government that we could talk to an FBI agent and perhaps get some form of bone fide so that he doesn’t have to go through this every time he travels now.

He hasn’t eaten or slept. I’m going to make a meal right now…

2 thoughts on “Hubby Released

  1. first a car accident, then this? bad moon rising lady. you know, you might love atlanta, but moving might be a good thing. not only might you find someplace that has water, but if the bad stuff follows you, you will know it wasn’t atlanta.

    glad you and the hubby escaped worse.

  2. Did you get the impression that I love Atlanta? Actually, it has pros and cons, like anywhere. We can afford a house here – I’m not sure we could elsewhere. But I’ve been here quite long enough to work out any karma that brought me here.

    We are limited by the possibilities opened by university jobs in the humanities…

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