A few days ago I was hanging around with a group of friends at the local auto parts store. A blonde walked through the door, up to the counter, and blurted out "I need a seven-hundred-ten for my Toyota".
We all looked at each other with dumb looks on our faces, shrugged our shoulders, shook our heads, scratched our scalps, nobody knew what the heck a 710 could possibly be.
"Excuse me ma'am, what IS a seven-hundred-ten?" asked the owner of the store.
The blonde replied, "You know, the little piece in the middle of the engine, I lost it and need a new one. It's left a big hole exposed"
The parts guy gave the blonde a piece of paper and a pen and asked her to draw what the piece looked like.
She drew a circle and in the middle of it wrote 710. That didn't help....
The parts guy then asked the blonde to follow him outside to the parking lot, where he opened the hood of his personal car and asked, "is there a 710 on my engine?"
She pointed and said, "Of course, it's right there."
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