Not everyone is good at directions.
Take the guy who hated his wife's cat, Elvis. One day he decided to get rid of Elvis by driving him 20 blocks from home and dumping him at a park. As the man pulled back into his driveway, there was Elvis sitting on the porch.
The next day, he decided to take Elvis 40 blocks away, but when he arrived home, Elvis was already waiting.
This went on for days. Each time, the man drove further and took more confusing routes. Still, Elvis always beat him home.
Finally, determined to solve the problem, he drove several miles away through winding streets, unfamiliar neighborhoods, dark alleys, and turns in every direction. Satisfied that Elvis could never find his way back, he dumped him and started home.
A few hours later, he phoned his wife.
"Is Elvis there?" he asked.
"Yes," she said, "why?"
"Put him on," said the man, "I'm lost and need directions!"
