"... when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life with somebody, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible."
-- When Harry met Sally

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-- Carl Jung
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Tuesday, June 15, 2010

The metal detector (E)

My first reaction is... ah, shit... I forgot that these guys have this big ass metal detector. New Courthouse. But I really need these forms from one of the clerks this afternoon.

Here goes...

Guard: "Please remove all metal objects and cell phone and put them in there. Wait for me to wave you through."

I empty my pockets, and put my keys, wallet, cell phone, and change into the small bin.

Me: "I'm really sorry about this, but there's a problem... my neck chain... it can't be removed."

Guard: "What?"

Me: "The chain around my neck... it can't be removed..."

Guard: "Why?"

Me: "It's locked."

Guard: "What?"

Me: "The chain... it's locked... only my wife has the key... and she's at work."

A second guard, standing at the entrance of a nearby room chatting with someone, comes over.

Guard 2: "What's going on?"

Guard 1: "He can't take off his chain."

Guard 2: "What?"

Guard 1: "He can't take off the chain around his neck."

The second guard looks at me gravely.

Guard 2: "You have to."

Me: "I can't. It's got a small padlock." I show him. "Only my wife has the key."

A third guard comes over from the same nearby room.

Guard 3: "What's the problem?"

Guard 1: "He can't take off his chain."

Guard 3: "What?"

Guard 2: "It's locked."

I show him the chain and padlock.

Guard 3: "It's locked?"

Guard 2: "It's locked."

Total silence. They look at each other. They look at me. Guard 2 looks at me pretty contemptuously.

Me: "It's a romantic thing..."

More silence.

Me: "It's very symbolic.... it makes us feel close."

Yet more silence.

Guard 1: "Go through. If it goes off, we'll use the wand."

I go through. The alarm goes off. They run the wand over me. It rings over the padlock part of the chain.

Guard 1: "St'alright. You're good."

I pick up my belongings from the basket that went through the X-Ray machine.

Me: "Thank you, gentlemen. You all have a great day."

I could feel their stares following me from behind.

Walking away, I felt part naughty, part exhibitionist. Despite the lack of disclosure, I definitely felt like my Goddess' possession. It made me feel very warm inside. I felt close to her, even if she was a few miles away at work. I felt no shame whatsoever. In a strange kind of way, instead of being embarassed, I felt proud. I belonged. I belonged to her.