I was woke up this morning by a man who had a accent like from Germany, Russia or somewhere overseas. He didn't speak or understand English too well, but had enough ability to let me know what he was doing. It seems he couldn't tell me who had ordered a car that he was supposed to be bringing from MA to Dallas, TX. The car was supposed to be picked up, but when I kept asking him what my name was, he rattled off something I couldn't even recognize. Finally, after the 3rd call from him, I told him to call his company and find out what was wrong. That I certainly hadn't ordered a Cadillac and was not the person they were looking for. In other words he had the wrong person and the wrong phone number, period!
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