Like any other day, I was sitting on a stool, checking tickets to see if the passengers had the exclusive privilege to access to the international zone of the airport. Monotonely I ask every person if I may see their tickets. A middle eastern business man passes by and I asked him the question, characterized by the fact that I had asked it a thousand times before, "May I see your boarding pass, please?" "Here it is!" he replies, and passes me his proof of travel. I read it, and I say "Thank you" like I always do. Expecting him to move on, he suddenly stopped and bursted out "No, thank YOU my wonderful Norwegian! You are truly wonderful! Thank you! You are a wonderful Norwegian! You really are! Thank you!" after fearing for my life a couple of seconds, and not knowing what to respond, I say "... your... welcome? (WTF?)"
 
But in retroperspective I know what happened! I was recognised! Yes, my aura of undeniable greatness was too much for him to bear, and could not resist to show me the respect and gratitude that I truly deserve. My status as a blogger King is confirmed! I would thank you, middle eastern man, but that's below me. But I will, however, give you this: You are totally not a terrorist. 
 
Your welcome.
 
- King Foggel, The Wonderful.