This is Juan...

I received a mysterious call today, and the menacing voice on the other end said, “This is Juan. I am coming for you. Actually, I’m already here.” At first, I was wondering how Juan had found me. Then, I was trying to figure out when I had got on the wrong side of the Mexican mafia. And if I’d pissed off the Mexican mafia, and they had sent Juan after me, then why would he call to warn me?! It took me several minutes to realize that Juan was the shuttle driver that was picking me up to take me back to the dealership to get my car.