New Year, New Knee (Part 3)

Our primary election is coming up, and we're lucky to be able to vote early the four weeks before the official day.  I was planning to be out running errands anyway, so I figured I'd go vote, too, and get it over with.  Efficiency!

I parked on the street and headed into the county courthouse.   I emptied my pockets into one of the dog dishes on the x-ray machine's conveyor belt.  The nice sheriff's deputy motioned me forward.

I stepped through the metal detector and about jumped out of my skin - the ALARM!

I patted all my pockets - what had I missed???

I turned around and looked at the deputy.  He said, "Do you have knees?" and I laughed. 

PROOF.

They really DID give me a new knee.  The x-rays were real!  What a concept!