Check in lady: “Is it ok if I seat you at an exit row?”
Me: “Of course!”
Check in lady: “Do you have any medical conditions?”
Me: *hiding the cheesy face you make when not telling the whole truth* “….no….”
*gets exit row seat with more leg space, walks to security*
Security: “sir, take off your pager”
Me: “it’s an insulin pump. I’m a type 1 diabetic”
So it turns out that as a diabetic you’re allowed to sit at an exit row seat on a plane. I wasn’t being rebellious at all.