(btw, I work at a very corporate govt. job)

Some HR-looking lady pulls up next to me in her beige subaru forrester, quickly opens the door and says, "my husband used to (finger quotes) illegal race. He should come by and check out your car... do you (finger quotes) illegal race? What's in that red box? Do you have the naws?"

*sigh

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