Thank you to Alaska!

I griped about Alaska yesterday, but today I want to sing their praises. I landed at the northern gates, and by the time I had taken the train to the main terminal, I realized I'd left my wallet in the magazine holders on the back of the seat in front.

I'm an awful eejit.

The guy running the desk at baggage claims made some calls and confirmed it was found. To claim it, I'd need to get a security pass and go to the D7 gate.

I headed up to ticketing to explain. The very nice guys behind the desk said sure, you can have a security pass, but we'll need to see ID.

"Um, my ID is in my wallet. I'm an awful eejit, you see."

No problem! The guy went off to the gate to get it for me, and brought it back. It was so nice of everybody, especially given that it was a night shift and they were tired.

Thank you!