A friend and I were walking downtown around lunch time the other day when an ambulance from another county pulled over to the side of the road. A paramedic leaned out of the passenger window and asked for directions. I was, of course, happy to help.
Paramedic: Is this road the best way to get back to the Interstate?
Me: Yeah, just go up three blocks and left at the light. You’ll see the signs.
Paramedic: Thanks! Oh, and where’s the best place to get lunch down here?
Me: Well, you’re downtown so just about anywhere. But it’s busy, so you’ll probably have better luck parking your rig if you take the next exit off the highway and go someplace further North.
Paramedic: Great, thank you!
And off they drove.
Me: Hmmm, he was kind of cute.
My friend: Excuse me, did you just say “rig” [full on air quotes]?
Me: What? Did I?
My friend: Uhh, yeah, breaker one nine, ya did!
Me: …
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