Before I met McKenzie, I was married for about five minutes to my college — I hesitate to say “sweetheart” — I was married to that dude I dated in college. During that five minutes, I updated my passport, so I have this ID that doesn’t expire for a bunch of years yet, and it’s got my old married name on it. When I married McKenzie, I couldn’t drop “Taylor” fast enough, so all my IDs reflect my first name, maiden name, and married name. Except my passport, which everyone said I wouldn’t have to update. I’ve done a little bit of international travel with this passport, and it’s never been an issue. But that was before that jerkwad set his pants on fire on a plane last month.
When we booked our tickets to Bermuda, my husband double checked that the name on my passport, which has my actual first and middle names but former last name, would not be a problem. He was told that as long as the passport is not expired, and I have valid ID with my current name, this is no problem.
When we checked in online, Continental Airlines’ website even asks if your name matches the name on the passport. Mine doesn’t, so I entered the correct information and checked in. No problems. I was actually impressed with how easy Continental’s online check-in was, especially with the passport information. Of course, it was too easy.
We needed to print our boarding passes at the airport, which for some reason required us to go through the whole check-in all over again. Because we are flying internationally, the ticket agent has to scan some badge to verify that she’s checked our passports — though I wonder why this is necessary, considering that if we’d had a printer, we would have skipped this step altogether. It was about 5:30am at the Richmond International Airport (RIC), and no one was in a great mood. This ticket agent was particularly grumpy. When she saw that my passport had a different name on it, she told me I couldn’t fly unless I could produce proof that the passport was mine.
Apparently a driver’s license, social security card, face that matches the passport photo, and a stamp from customs in Bermuda when I took the exact same trip two years ago do not constitute proof. They wanted my marriage license. They told me it was my responsibility to know that I would have to have this.
I disagree. I think it’s Continental’s responsibility to tell me, when I tell them that my legal name doesn’t match my passport, 24 hours before I try to fly, that I’m going to need more documents. Or maybe when I book the ticket, you know, WHEN WE ASKED THEM. And you know what? I’m pretty sure Continental WOULD HAVE given me this information. I think that their user-friendly online check-in would probably include a blip about this requirement, were it actually a real requirement. After all, remember that I could have skipped all this nonsense if only I’d printed my own pass.
After a few minutes of arguing with me and telling me I should be more responsible (because all responsible people carry their marriage licenses around, along with at least two forms of government issued identification, at least $100 in cash, their Kroger Plus card, and their pets’ vaccination records), she changed my ticket to my former married name, as if this was some gargantuan favor. Why the hassle in the first place, then?
Look, I get that rules are necessary, and having inconsistent IDs could indicate some sort of threat, so I get that they have to be careful with this sort of thing. But there don’t appear to be any actual rules about it, and those that exist are at best halfassedly enforced. So until the guidelines are clear and consistent, I reserve the right to bitch about it.
I’m sitting in Newark waiting to make my connection to Bermuda, and I’m a little tense about potential issues with customs and my return ticket, but at least I’m on my way now. What’s the worst that could happen? I get stuck in Bermuda? What a shame that would be.
