I see what you did there Mr. Tove. Cut me to the quick that did.
I’m pretty impressed that my brain fart has created my second longest thread to date and garnered a comparison with Moe Szyslak. I feel I’ve reached my internet peak.
Much like the cite by Earl Snake-Hips Tucker, my mother-in-law famously calls it the “car pocket.” We mock her endlessly for this.
The contents of my glove compartment are exactly as described by Zsofia with the minor addition of a spare pair of reading glasses. Either she has been poking around in my car or she is a witch. Burn the witch!
Don’t forget the drive-through coffee stand punch-cards!
I filled mine with condoms, so I could call it the Love Glove Compartment.
Not really.
But now I want to.
A friend of mine once asked me to guess what he found in his wife’s glove compartment.
I had a horrible feeling it would be a condom or some other sign of infidelity.
The answer was: Gloves.
Do you mean 1980s or 1880s?
No! No! The long-handled variety goes on the floor. Either in the back seat area, or under the front seats (if there are no back seats (but if there are no back seats, are the front seats truly front?))
Tne only ice scrapers that go in the glove compartment are small cheap broken ones that have given their all in the battle against the Creeping Glacial Menace.
No no, the scraper goes in the door … pocket? with the windshield rag and maps.
The glove box has the empty first aid box, the kids tapes that she stopped listening to five years ago, and a pen that doesn’t work.
My grandparents always had one of those round tins of boiled sweets in the glovebox, all I’ve got is a copy of a collection of HG Wells’ stories.
I see that several folks are unaware that any cassette left in a car long enough eventually becomes Queen’s Greatest Hits.
Would you believe I forgot the name of it too, recently? 'Course I remembered before I had to post on the Dope about it, but boy howdy, did I feel like a moron!
I have a garage door opener in my glovebox. The house I am living in does not have a garage.
Please explain “boiled sweets”.
British for “hard candies”.
How strange.
Mine turned into an Abba Gold CD
Is that a New Jersey thing? I say “glove box” too, but I’ve always thought of it as Commonwealth English. Never heard a 'merkin refer to it as anything but the “glove compartment”.
I’ve always thought of the two terms as interchangable, but I suppose it could be a regionalism and I never realized it.
Any experts out there?
People in the south are weird. “Dash Pocket?” “Buggy?” Crazy shit. 
Of course, people where I’m originally from supposedly refer to soda as “tonic.” Never heard it myself, but whatever…
Joe
Or octogenarians?
I keep gloves in my glove box,just went and checked what else I have in there:
Tire gauge,oil bottle spout,flashlight,a rock,a cotton bulb(?) and a tip shaper for a pool cue.