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As the roomie and I were driving home this morning, we hadn't gotten on the highway because we wanted to pick up a script she had at the drug store. The traffic was pretty good, since we were headed away from the direction most of the traffic was going. In front of us in the other lane was a smallish pick up truck with 3 or 4 broken windshields in the back, obviously this is the guys job, to replace broken windshields with new ones. (Windshield is also called windscreens and might have another name in your part of the world.) Directly in front of us was a pick up truck with a broken windshield. I thought that was pretty funny and told the roomie about it. The light changed and off we go. Then, at the next light, the guy in the truck with the broken windshields in the back, gets out and hands his card to the guy in the truck with the broken windshield. The roomie and I were just dying behind them. I guess that's one way to drum up business...