Gas Station

Yesterday I went to a library to borrow some books. After I got the books I looked for, I walked to a park and sat there to read them. Suddenly, a young boy stopped his car across the street. It seemed something was wrong with his car. He came out of the car and tried to fix it. In 10 minutes it still wouldn't start.

No one near the park wanted to help him, so I came across and said, "Can I help you?"

The boy looked doubtful, "Sure, please." While checking, I asked him, "Where are you heading?"

"Gas station," he answered.

I stopped and smiled. "Oh! Now I know your problem."

The next day, I saw he stopped his car in front my store and bought new chrysler A/C compressors and pontiac bonneville superchargers. When he gave his card to me, he smiled and recognized that we have met yesterday.