[Muncle]

yeah, now they read from afar, unlike the old days when the meters were indoors and we could have such urban myths as:

Consider the modern classic about the woman in Ohio (or was it Oregon? or Maine?) who is doing the laundry in her basement when she impulsively decides to remove her soiled dress and add it to the load. Her hair is in rollers and the pipes overhead are leaking. She spots her son's football helmet and dons it. There she stands, naked except for the helmet, when she hears a cough. The woman turns to face the meter reader. Says he, as he heads for the door: "I hope your team wins, lady."