Named And Shamed

(My dad calls me while I’m at college to talk, while simultaneously buying our plane tickets to visit my grandmother in Florida.)

Dad: “It’s ridiculous how much information we need to enter just to buy a plane ticket these days!”

Me: “It’s all for security. They want to know who exactly is getting onto these flights.”

Dad: “I know. But, I mean, how am I supposed to know your middle name?”

Me: “You’re the one who named me, dad!”