Tuesday, July 22, 2008
Vegas Girl Tries to be Smart
A couple of weeks ago, my friends and I were inanely discussing vanity license plates while waiting for my car in the north Bellagio valet area. A car slowly rolls through the lane with the license plate, "CHASRS1". I was randomly discussing the astronomical status value of license plates in Hong Kong and other expensive areas. My friend points to the license plate and says, "Chazzers" (spelled to reflect pronounciation).
Unbeknownst to us, an attractive blonde female was listening to us, as she was standing 15 feet from us. When her car rolls up, she walks toward it and immediately before she enters it, she turns toward us and states, "It's 'Chasers'." What was hilarious about it was that she looked at us and said it in a tone that implied that she thought she was genuinely solving Fermat's Theorem instead of a ridiculously solvable license plate. We looked at each other and burst out laughing. It must have made her day to know that she saved three hopeless people from intellectual distress.
Unbeknownst to us, an attractive blonde female was listening to us, as she was standing 15 feet from us. When her car rolls up, she walks toward it and immediately before she enters it, she turns toward us and states, "It's 'Chasers'." What was hilarious about it was that she looked at us and said it in a tone that implied that she thought she was genuinely solving Fermat's Theorem instead of a ridiculously solvable license plate. We looked at each other and burst out laughing. It must have made her day to know that she saved three hopeless people from intellectual distress.
