venison

March 6, 2008

• Me: Thanks for the help. I'm not usually the type of person who goes up to strangers' car windows and asks for directions.
• Car Guy's Friend: You should get a [murmur].
• Me: I'm sorry?
• Car Guy's Friend: A gar-[murmur].
• Me: A garment?
• Car Guy's Friend: A garm-[murmur].
• Me: Oh. OK.
• Car Guy's Friend: A Garmin. It's GPS for your car.
• Me: Oh. Nah, I'm poor. That's my car right there.
• Car Guy's Friend: Which one?
• Me: Right there.
• (Both Car Guy and Car Guy's Friend lean forward in their chairs and crane their necks to look in silence for a few seconds.)
• Car Guy's Friend: Oh.