Portland Spice

A funny thing happened to me today. At least I thought it was funny.

I was walking home on the park blocks today when two twenty-something women in a small white car stopped and rolled down the window.

"Excuse me," the brunette riding shotgun said, "do you know where Spice is?"

I thought for a second. "No," I replied. I'd never heard of it. "Is that a restaurant?" I asked her.

"Umm," she looked at me, chuckled and said, "no, it's a strip club. . ." and then they pulled away. 

At first I was a little embarrassed that I couldn't help her. Then I thought about it and realized it was probably a good thing that I couldn't.

It made me laugh all the way home.