I am on jury duty today. Again. Third time in five years. Random selection my ass.
As I walked through the metal detectors at the King County Superior Courthouse this morning, a security guard beckoned me over.
Guard: Is that a keycard on your waist?Me: Wha-? Oh, yeah. It’s from my work. I just kind of habitually clipped it on this morning.
Guard: May I see it?
Me: Sure.
{I hand him the keycard. He examines it for a moment.}
Guard: Is there a knife in here?
Me: A what? A knife?
Guard: Yeah.
Me: No, it’s just a keycard.
{He hands it back to me.}
Guard: You can buy these keycards now that have little concealed knives in them.
Me: Oh. Well, uh, thanks for the tip.