She’s A Million Miles From Reality
(I’m sitting in the back seat as a kid test drives a car, deciding if it would be a good fit for him while he’s at college. His mother is in the passenger seat.)
Mother: “So, this car only has 6,000 miles on it?”
Me: “Yes, ma’am.”
Mother: “That seems low for a three-year-old car.”
Me: “I wasn’t here when they took this in trade, so I don’t know its story, but it is pretty low. That’s what makes it such a bargain!”
Mother: “How do we know the odometer hasn’t rolled over once?”
Me: “Um, it’s a six-digit odometer, ma’am.”
Mother: “So?! What does that have to do with anything?”
Kid: “Mom! Someone would have to drive it over a million miles!”
Me: *jokingly* “And if it’s got 1,006,000 miles on it and still running, you know it’s reliable at least!”
(They didn’t buy the car.)