Mike: Hey, Amanda, is that a green light or just a turn signal up there?

Amanda:It's a turn signal. Can't you see for yourself?

Mike: No, that's why I asked you. I need glasses, but I don't want to wear them.

Amanda: That's really not very bright of you. Would you rather get us both killed than wear glasses?

Mike: When you put it that way, I guess it is silly. But I really look like a dork in glasses.

Amanda: I'm sure you could find some that are more flattering. Or maybe you could wear contacts.

Mike: I can't stand putting my finger in my eye, but I guess I should go to the optician's and see about some other glasses. Oops, as I was talking, I think I just missed my turn. What do the directions say again?

Amanda: Your exit is still coming up, but it's soon. Oh, I see the sign for it! It's left. . .no, right. . . no, left. . .umm. . .that way!

Mike: Yikes, that was a close one! Can't you ever keep left and right straight?

Amanda: No, I can't. That's why you need glasses so you can read the exit signs for yourself.