I sometimes have a problem with strangers asking personal questions. A couple of years ago, my knee was bothering me, so, a neighbor loaned me a magnetic bandage. With this rather large colorful bandage around my knee, I walked into a small store in a small Maine town, and a lady asked "Oh, what's wrong with you knee"? I answered, "My wife and I were doing it like dogs do, and she ran up under the porch!" I thought sure she would be chagrined, but, she laughed so hard,\, she may have wet herself.