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Monday, May 23, 2011
Are you two brothers?
The American Airlines security personnel told us that unless we were related ("Are you two brothers?"), then we had to go through the security check points separately. I was so angry I wanted to step on this throat.
This was at the end of our trip, which means I was tired and a little bit cranky, but it makes me mad when the world doesn't recognize us as husband and husband.
Also, when we checked in to the hotel in Germany, which we prearranged, the lady looked at the two of us and asked if we wanted to change from the king bed to two double beds?