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Peddle sent me a text telling me that the driver was on the way to pick up Noxious.
"Odd," I thought, "We dropped her off at the towing company yesterday."
Moments later, they texted me that our driver, Steve, was at the location of our car.
Ah! Steve just clocked in, because Noxious is at his workplace.
Moments later, they texted me that our car had been picked up by Steve.
We're thinking these transmissions are entirely automated in nature and are required to be sent regardless of how silly circumstances have made them.
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