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Driving on the highway, I saw a truck with the license plate: ALT F7. When I got home, I checked my computer and I suspected it was a Word-Perfect command. The truck belonged to a plumber. Who else would choose the command "Flush Right"?
My teenage niece, Elizabeth, was nervous as she took the wheel for her first driving lesson. As she was pulling out of the car park, the instructor said, "Turn left here. And don't forget to let the people behind you know what you're doing." Elizabeth turned to the students sitting in the back seat and said, "I'm going left."
After moving to a small town from a large city. I found myself repeatedly explaining where exactly we now lived. I discovered how closely my six year old son had been listening when we were getting him to memorise his address. "Morgan," I asked. "What's the name of the town where you live?" "The Middle of Nowhere.\" he promptly replied.
The day of the grand opening of our new garage, a minivan rolled into the oil-change bay. Having just started his first job, our eager young attendant, wearing his new overalls, rushed over to it. He arrived in time to hear a young boy say to his mother, "Hey! Even the people are new here!"
My friend runs a gym and was trying to encourage an overweight woman to keep peddling on the exercise bike. "But it's so boring," said the woman. "Close your eyes and imagine you're riding down the street." suggested my friend. "It'll be more interesting." Inspired, the woman cycled on, but after a minute she stopped. "What's wrong?" asked my friend. "The traffic lights are red," she replied.
After being on the phone forever with a customer who had been having difficulties with a computer program, a support technician at my mother's work turned in his report: "The problem resides between the keyboard and the chair."
Late one night I stopped at one of those 24-hour petrol station mini-marts to get myself a fresh-brewed cup of coffee. When I picked up the pit, I could not help noticing that the brew was as black and thick as asphalt. "How old is the coffee you have here?" I asked the woman who was standing behind the shop counter. She shrugged. "I don't know. I've only been working here two weeks."
My father owns a small shop where he sells many trinkets. A customer came into the shop, saw a wallet and wanted to buy it. "How much?" he asked. When told the price, he replied, "Can I pay next month?" My father immediately took the wallet back. "If you have no money," he said, "you don't need a wallet."