CALL ME SNAKE

I got a strange call the other day. Someone from a Thai restaurant in Cambridge that I sometimes go to said they received a fax with all kinds of personal information about my wife. He told me it wasn’t a good idea to send information like that around so freely.

It didn’t make any sense to me but he had the fax with her name and phone number on it so I knew he wasn’t making it up. Yet I couldn’t figure out what happened until my wife got home from work and said she had sent a fax. Evidentally she got the fax number wrong and it ended up at the restaurant. The good news is that the mystery was solved. The bad news is that I didn’t even get any pad thai out of the deal.