Sorry, I Own This Place
Over the weekend, I went with my best friend to one of the premium auto shops owned by my company to get her car serviced. Just as we were about to leave, someone stopped me and ordered me to wipe down her car.
I explained that I didn't work there, but she got angry anyway. She flipped a 10-cent coin at my face.
"Consider it an honor that I'm letting you wash my car. A broke girl like you has probably never even seen a luxury car in her life! I'm trying to broaden your horizons, and you're not even grateful?"
I shot back, "You're right. I've never met a car owner who can only spare 10 cents. Consider my horizons broadened."
She exploded on the spot. "Do you even know who I am? The chairman of the Penzo Group is my mother-in-law! Scared now?"
I paused for a beat, then calmly called Leo Penzo.
"I hear your mother went behind my back and found you a new wife?"