Me, to my neighbor, Jose: Hey, make sure you keep your car door locked. Someone took my GPS last night.
Jose: Aw, really? I’m sorry to hear it.
Jose: I’ve got one of those but I don’t use it. At first it was cute, hearing the voice telling you where to go, but then it got annoying. I only go to places where I know where I’m going! I don’t use it anymore.
Me: I used mine a lot. I have a bad sense of direction.
Jose: Mine’s a good one. Worth 300 bucks. It’s a Mag-Ah-Lan?
Me: A what?
Jose: A MAG-uh-LAN.
Me: Oh. I hear those are pretty good.
Jose: What kind was yours?
Me: A Garmin.
Me: The cop said whoever took it probably takes those all the time, and sold it to a neighbor or a pawn shop.
Jose: A pawn shop, no kidding? Hey, that’s where I got mine.