Took the car to Collegetown for it's 30,000 mile checkup. I had been warned before that it would take 2 hours and the service agent said it would be 2 1/2 hours so they could also fix something recalled. Still I decided to wait in the waiting area. There were maybe seven of us there. Two hours had passed and I was falling asleep in the corner when the same agent came out and asked "Susan?" I got up and went to her counter. She said the recall had been accomplished and asked that I sign a paper to that affect. She quickly went over a paper that said the car had been checked over and it was in good shape. She passed some keys over to me. "Those aren't my keys." I said. "They aren't?" she replied. "I carry mine on a carabiner." I told her. I picked up the paper and looked at the top. It said "Susan Pope". Not me. I walked back to the waiting room. "Susan?" I said. Two women looked up at me. I was surprised. Susan is no longer a common name. "Susan Pope?" One lady got up. "Your car is ready." I said and then added. "I signed for everything already." A man engaged the other Susan in conversation about a baby quilt she was working on while she waited. I overheard him say his wife's name was also Susan. To top things off, over the loudspeaker system came a request for yet another Susan to go to her office. Maybe Susans just prefer Subarus.
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