One of the Few Things We Have in Common with Jack Reacher

We're not a tough, no-nonsense ex-military policeman. We're not an "extraordinarily smart, almost supernaturally tough, self-sufficient wanderer who, when he decides something needs doing, gets the thing done with his own unique blend of brains and brawn." Our weight may be somewhere in the range between 220 and 250 lbs., but we're nowhere near 6'5" tall. And when we relate our adventures in first person, we scrupulously avoid the singular.

But, just like Jack Reacher, we don't like to fly Alaska Airlines.

We discovered our common bond while reading Bad Luck and Trouble, the latest Reacher novel, this weekend. (Warning: do not start reading this series unless you're ready to plow through 11 thrillers as quickly as possible.) We even have the same reason:

Reacher took a shuttle from the bus depot to the Portland airport and bought a one-way ticket on United to LAX. He used his passport for ID and his ATM card as a debit card. The one-way walk-up fare was outrageous. Alaska Airlines would have been cheaper, but Reacher hated Alaska Airlines. They put a scripture card on their meal trays. Ruined his appetite.