Who said there's no such thing as a stupid question?
Last time I was home I was driving around I had a flat tire, I pulled my truck into one of these side-of-the-road gas stations, the attendant walks out, looks at my truck, looks at me, I swear to GOD he went, "Tire go flat?"
I couldn't resist.
I said "Nope".
"No I was driving around and those other three just swelled right up on me."
This past Saturday morning our street was being resurfaced. All residents on our street were required to have their cars parked elsewhere so the workers could complete the task at hand. My wife and I parked our two vehicles a block away the night before. As I was heading to my car Saturday I was asked by one of the 20-something workers if all my vehicles were moved since there were still some parked on our street.
“Yes”, I told him. “In fact, we moved ours last evening.”
“Are you sure?” he asked.
Now, I’ve made a valiant effort this year to cut down on my sarcasm. My initial inclination was to say “Oh, what was I thinking? There’s my Ferrari Testarossa that I still have parked across the street. Almost forgot that one.”
Instead, I merely answered “yes” and went about my business.