The Zipper Dilemma

"Maybe it's the pants," he said as though annoyed. "Do they have a metal zipper on them?"

"You're kidding!"

By now Marvin, another security guard, had come over to join in. He and Ralph had discussed this for over a week before putting it into effect. He had a handheld metal detector in his hand. It didn't actually function though. Marvin could set it off at will with a press of a finger. He waved it slowly around her from her feet up and then made certain to set it off at just the right point. "Oh yeah. It's the zipper. Happens all the time," he assured her.

"But, what do you want me to do?" "Well, I'm sorry miss," Ralph explained, "but we can't let you through until you can pass through without setting off the metal detector."

"You want me to take my pants off!!" She immediately wished she had said that softer as it attracted the attention of several curious males around.

"Do you want on the plane or not?" Ralph grumbled.

"Well, I have to..." she debated in her mind. She couldn't believe she was actually considering this, but she had to get on that plane. Her career depended on it. "Can I have my jacket back? Y'know, to cover with?"

"Oh, sure," Ralph agreed betraying just a little disappointment. Then he remembered that he was in control of the metal detector and it would be certain to go off anyway.

Ralph and Marvin watched enthralled as her pants came undone. She tied her jacket around her waist of course before taking them off though. As she stepped through, the metal detector went off again.