This morning as soon as I get off the metro (Green Line coming into D.C. from the southeast), my cell rings. It’s a Washington number, but I don’t recognize it. Being the curious type, I answer it.
It’s the Washington D.C. branch of the U.S. Government Travel/Passport section.
Seems they had a problem with the photo that I turned in to get my passport for my upcoming trip.
While I don’t have the identical photo scanned and loaded on the computer to show you, the one that is here comes pretty close.
I had on the same cammie jacket, beard and long hair. I was tactful enough NOT to have the cigarette in the photo.
Seems the bureaucrats at the office thought I must look too much like a terrorist.
What do YOU think?