Another one of those slightly annoying things happened. I had ordered some divorce documents from the court that I will need for my social security application. And the court charged me $6 and sent the certified copy along with someone else's new divorce filing. It was an original document--I could tell by blue ink for some of the signatures. Dammit, I'm going to need to get this back to the court.
Right, I could have just tossed the papers and let it be someone else's problem. But my concern was for the couple involved who already have enough stress and trouble without the papers getting lost. Sloppy clerk work but nothing to do but return the documents. I called first and got put on hold for 3 or 4 minutes. Then I was interrogated as to my name, my case number, and who helped me (I swear I began to believe I was in on something criminal). They instructed me to mail the documents to the court clerk, but since I pass the court on the way to the post office, I suggested I could just drop them off.
At the courthouse I learned that to get to the clerk's office you have to walk through the same metal detector as you would for court. I beeped it twice. What the hell? The only metal on my entire person was the button on my jeans. The deputy then said, "Try this, turn sideways, hold your arms straight out to the sides and walk sideways through the device. I complied noticing he seemed rather focused on my chest. Again, what the hell? Was he just having a little fun with me? But no beep -- I passed.
It was only later that I thought about another possible answer: the underwire bra. I rarely wear them because they're just not comfortable. But in a moment of vanity I had decided I wanted that nice uplifted look today. Mystery solved. When I walked straight ahead through the device, both boobs passed through at the same time, apparently just enough to trigger the device. Going through sideways allowed one boob at a time which apparently fell below the level of detection. HAHA!
Boy am I embarrassed now!