One day driving home from the grocery I passed a sign in front of a gas station that read “Emiss.” I hurried home to tell my wife that I found a gas station run by Jewish people who believed in truth in their work. They even advertised the Hebrew/Jewish word for truth, emiss or emet.
Well, for sure the next time we needed gas I drove there and asked to see the owner or manager. A burly gentleman came to the car asking if something was wrong.
“Nothing wrong, I just want to congratulate you on the use of the word `emiss.'”
“Why,” he said, “it simply stands for the fact that we do emissions and emission tests and the sign wasn’t big enough for the full word.”
I was deflated. I mumbled something, and left feeling foolish and old.
My wife laughed till her sides hurt and I giggled some, too.