Momnesia

Majoring in Math Not a Requirement for Journalists

A.C. and I are riding to work together, past MCG on 13th Street.

"Wow, what's up with all the golf carts?" she exclaims.
"Where?"
"I just didn't expect to see 10 golf carts running down the sidewalk this morning," she laughs.
"Where?"
She points. I only see one.
"I only see one."
"There's another one back there," she gestures behind us.
...
"Um, that's only two."
"Yeah, I was rounding up."