A Different Kind Of Car Troubles
(My mother was driving to my new apartment. Since it is new, she doesn’t really know where it is.)
Mom: “Where is it?”
Me: “It’s right there.”
(Ten seconds pass.)
Dad: “Maybe you should turn around and try again?”
Me: “You passed it!”
Mom: “What? But I was looking for the Lexus!”
Us: “You’re driving the Lexus!”
Question of the Week
Have you ever served a bad customer who got what they deserved?
