Friday, July 15, 2011

Donald Rumsfeld and I have something in common

No, it's not the desire to kill terrorists. Nor have we both swapped palm sweat with ruthless dictators (unless you count that time I met Oprah at a frozen yogurt shop in Los Angeles). What the former Secretary of Defense and I have in common is titanium.

It apparently takes Rumsfeld a little longer to go through airport security than other mere mortals. "It takes those of us with two titanium hips and a titanium shoulder a bit longer to get through TSA," he commented. Here's a photo from TMZ of Rumsfeld getting a full pat down.

I have a titanium rod with screws running two thirds of my spine yet I rarely run into trouble at airports. When I walk through the scanners, nothing goes off. Though there was one time I did get "full-service" at the checkpoint. I had no jewelry or belt on, no change in my pocket -- nothing that would alert the sensors. Yet I still kept beeping. The female guard whispered, "Are you wearing an underwire?" I bet Rumsfeld never hears that question.

I shook my head. "Don't you think that if I was wearing an underwire they'd appear a little bigger?" I joked. She didn't look convinced and I was afraid she was going to tell me to take my bra off to prove it so I told her about the titanium in my spine. Without checking to see if I was telling the truth, she waved me through.

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