When I got off an elevator today, I heard a ringing sound and then a fast, peppy voice saying something about "five days and four nights." I swear the elevator phone must have gotten a pre-recorded telemarketing call. I didn't know those things would actually answer incoming calls.
Whenever I go through security at the Clarke County courthouse, the metal detector goes off and so a deputy does the wand thing around me. At the Oconee County courthouse, the metal detector doesn't go off -- so I suppose one could sneak a really, really small knife into that one, or at least a belt buckle.