After DYKWIA comes DYKWDI - do you know who Daddy is.
As per Italian SOP, flying out of Rome last week the boarding Fast Track was more of a vaguely circular gigantic pool of people than anything resembling a British queue. The OH and I expected as much, so we weren't really too bothered. The teenage girl behind us however seemed to take great delight in pax after pax in front of us being turned away for being ineligible (repetitive "ugh" coupled with rolling eyes in that delightfully teenage fashion).
When it was our turn to face the queue dragon, who of course let us through with a smile and a friendly thank you, it just blew her mind:
"Like seriously, daddy? They give Gold cards to, like,
aaaaanyone now???"
I think I almost wet myself laughing all the way down the airbridge
