
The past few days, I have been setting off every electronic sensor I have passed through. You know, the ones at the front of Best Buy, Target, Walgreens, etc., etc., etc. Be it entering or exiting, I kept setting them off, and had to be searched for contraband. But I never had anything. I was starting to get excited. I thought maybe I was emitting some sort of bio-electric pulse or something, like the X-Men do when they're first discovering their powers. As I can recall, I hadn't been exposed to any nuclear radiation or been bitten by a genetically engineered animal. Bio-electric pulse was really the most logical explanation, probably on the way to being able to shoot bolts of lightning from my eyes or something. Who do you contact when you think you're mutating? Is there some sort of secret government agency? That's typically how it works in the comic books and movies. As I toiled at the pharmacy America trusts, I half expected to be whisked away to some seedy underground bunker by a Delta Force team.
Then I discovered that I had just forgotten to take the electronic sensor out of my new wallet. Mystery solved, but not nearly as interesting.
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