My Last trip to the Mens Room

As I was heading to New Orleans to start my new accounting job my car broke down on I-10 just over the Louisiana state line. I called AAA and they sent a wrecker to get me. As the friendly young man took me and my car down seclude bayou roads he asked me what I did for a living and I told him I was an Accountant. He told me that his mom did the books but hated it and she wanted him to find a girl that was good with books and give her grand kids. I agreed that that would be good but hard to find out here and laughed. The young man then complemented me on how easy I was to talk and asked about my family.