My FBI Story (so far)

I love doing new things. First there is a half wall and glass barrier with a window where you tell a man with a badge why you are there. He then takes your bags, purse , phone, and coat and sends them through an x-ray machine. Then you go through a metal scanner and then reassemble yourself and proceed.

It’s a small local office. My case agent, I have a case agent(!), was on the phone so the receptionist escorted me to the interview room. I sat down at a long table and looked up to find this on the wall:

 

*snort*

Somebody has a sense of humor. The room had wall cams and mics and a separate video camera probably for those times when they lose their sense of humor. It took me a while to stop giggling and look behind me.

 

Only the one on the wall was addressed to my local office and signed by Jimmy Stewart. Be still my heart.

I met with my case agent and we had a pleasant conversation on an unpleasant subject. As with any case they look into, there isn’t an instant fix but I have a return visit to make and after that? Who knows.

I wasn’t dismissed, they will give careful consideration to the documents I provide and proceed from there.

On the way out I checked the 10 Most Wanted list, relax, I didn’t see any of you on it.