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We missed an exit from the highway, and ended up in town. I asked the clerk at a Subway sandwich shop: “How do we get back on 19 North?”

“You mean Highway 19?”

“Yes, Highway 19, north.”

“Where are you going?”

“I don’t remember the name of the place. Starts with a ‘C’. Colfax, Kotex, something. But it’s north, that way [pointing north]. If you could just tell me how to get to Highway 19, that would be great.”

“Cumberland?”

“Erm, no, I don’t think so.”

“Campbell River?”

“No. Look, it’s north of Nanaimo, which is that way [pointing north], right? We have to go past that.”

“North?”

“Yes, north.”

“Or south?”

“North. The other direction from Victoria.”

“Oh, north! That way [points north].”

“Yes, thanks. Any idea where Highway 19 is?”

“Just turn right there, then take the second right.”

The moral of this story is, never ask for directions from a person who says they can’t put spinach on your sandwich “because it’s reserved for the salads.”