pacemaker…

Twice, there were metal detectors in the bus stations that we had to walk through.  Both times I remembered (always at the last minute - same thing flying down from Tijuana,) that I can’t go through those with my pacemaker.  Luckily it was hot and I was wearing tops that made showing my scar easy.  At the first one the fellow let me walk through the second metal detector that was turned off.  The second one, the woman just laughed like I was crazy and said it wasn’t on and had me walk through.  Both times I got my little card out but they never looked at it.  The scar was evidence enough, I guess.