People keep asking me why I have a huge strap on my arm. I tell them that I like to inject bizarre things into my veins (it's actually from giving blood, but such a thing is insufficiently entertaining for a conversation).
They take what I say at face value, though. And I'm too cruel to tell them that I'm joking.
So it will be fun if a "public service" worker shows up at my door.
Careful, you might get raided over night!
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