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.
