Kid: Ms. L, will I see you at the pole?
Me: Excuuuuuuuuuse me???? What is THAT supposed to mean?
Kid: Um, it's like a prayer group thingee. At the flag pole.
Me: Oh. The flagpole. Right. Um, sure! I'll be there in a second.
Kid (walking away, says to friend): What pole did she think I meant?
Friend: Dude, I'm afraid to tell you.