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Enough about college....
Thursday. 12.14.06 12:02 pm
Although college is not quite over yet, I am tired of talking about it. So instead, I'm going to ramble about nonsense for a quick minute. Did you ever notice how some "riddles" are full of immense plot holes? For instance, here is one that I heard recently: You are driving in your car in a terrible storm when you come across a bus stop. Waiting at the bus stop are three people-- an elderly lady who is about to die, an old friend who once saved your life, and the guy/girl of your dreams. Your car can only fit one passenger. What do you do???


Well this is the question...and the correct answer is SUPPOSED to be the following: Give your friend the keys and let them drive the old lady...you stay at the bus stop with the guy/girl of your dreams.


I must admit...this is a very clever answer to the question. However, the whole thing is based on faulty logic. Let's take a closer look shall we. First off, what kind of piece o' shit car are you driving that can only hold one passenger? I'm sure there is a way to squeeze at least a third person into most every vehicle....unless you are driving a go-kart. Second off, what is the deal with each of the three people? If the old lady is about to die, then driving her to the hospital will not help her live. Why does it matter if the friend saved your life??? No where in the question does it say that the storm is life threatening. The worst that will happen if you wait for the bus is that you will get a little wet. As for the guy/girl of your dreams...there is no way you can even know this just by looking at them. First off, it's fucking raining...visibility has to be low. Even if you could see them, there is no way you can tell that someone is the guy/girl of your dreams just by looking at them. I mean damn, at least have a conversation or three before making such a bold assumption. There is also nothing in the question that reveals the destination of the bus. It could be on its way to Disney Land for all we know. I don't know about you, but I would tough out a little rain if it meant going to Disney Land. I could keep going with this, but I assume everyone gets the point...


So based on this new found knowledge...here is MY answer to the question: Turn the car around and drive to the dealership. Trade it in for a model that can actually carry passengers. After that, make a quick trip to Walmart before returning to the bus stop. Then, drive by and throw the three umbrellas that you bought out the window while screaming "Good luck, bitches!" Now THAT is a clever answer.
3 Comments.


Hahaha
That's funny. It's true.

I think I'd get on the bus with them. Or just give the old lady my dumb ass car.
» elessar257 on 2006-12-14 01:17:25

Hahaha! You clever thing. ;)
I always bring that up whenever someone gives me a story like this. THey immediately shush me with "What if, just what if!" Uh, I don't really care about what if!
» Silver-dot- on 2006-12-14 10:51:34

I think I'd roll on by bumping the music way loud and just for good luck, at the last minute I'd flip them the bird. Because seriously, that old lady could be an axe-murderer, and it's dangerous to stop in traffic.
» Zanzibar on 2007-01-23 06:27:19

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