They’re Tree Stumped

(I’m the oblivious customer in this tale. There is a park in Old Town, San Diego that has many beautiful trees. I had walked into the information center to ask if they knew what kind of trees they were.)

Me: “Oh, I see you’re with someone. I can wait.”

(I proceed to stand at the desk while she helps the other customer.)

Employee: “Okay. What can I help you with?”

Me: “Yes, that really big tree out there. You wouldn’t happen to know what kind of tree that is, would you?”

Employee: “Well—” *pointing to the prominently displayed information card laid out literally underneath my elbow* “—according to the guide here, it’s a ficus.”

Me: *chuckle* “I couldn’t see the flyer for the trees.”