Driving my daughter and her friend R to a party:

As I sit in traffic --

R.: There's a better way you could have gone.

Me: Thanks, R. You are just like my daughter, you don't mention things until after I've done something else. OK -- what's the other way.

R.: I don't know the street name. Do you know where Fred Segal is?

Me: No, R. I don't know where Fred Segal is.

As, later, we pass Fred Segal --

Me: R, that's the street you live on. You should know the name of that street.

R. : Sorry. I only know landmarks.