"I have a bucket stuck under my car."

Her: "I have a bucket stuck under my car."
Standing outside the driver's door, I look down.
There's a shattered, orange plastic salt bucket sticking out from under the minivan.
I kick it out of the way, behind her car.
Me: "Is that it? Do you need anything else?"
Her: "That's it. Thank you."
I start jogging back to my car.
Me: "'I have a bucket stuck under my car.' I'll never hear that line again."

FAQ:
Q: Why didn't she just pull the bucket out herself?
A: She said the bucket was originally stuck under the front of the car. She pulled forward and back a few times and managed to almost dislodge it, though she didn't know it.

Q: Then what was she planning on doing in the meantime?
A: She'd called her husband for help.