i went thorough three airports before my body jewelry finally set off the metal detectors. it was in jfk. curious sidenote, every tsa agent and porter in that area of customs was jamaican. my ex husband is jamaican- i know jamaican people when i see them.

when my jewelry set off the alarm  i was told i had to go to a private room to be investigated. i had 3 bins of belongings and my shoes were off (standard procedure).

 i know my rights.

i told the agent, absolutely not.
she said,

Well, we're going to have to look at you right here then.

I was (am) a proud nursing mother to two jamerican children.

wtf do i care if i have to whip my tit out?

that's when she puked in her mouth a little bit.

i asked her if she'd like to see the other one.

she choked out a no.