L’esprit de l’escalier

[GIL walks down sidewalk in Morristown, NJ, on the way to lunch with client. HAGGARD OLD GUY waves to get his attention]

HAGGARD OLD GUY: Excuse me, son: do you know how to get to the county jail from here?

GIL: Sorry, sir. I’m not from around here. Can’t help you.

GIL [10 seconds later, muttering to himself]: I mean, “There’s a convenience store around the corner! If you hold ’em up, you’re sure to get to the county jail!” Goddammit!