The Traffic Dept office is on the ground floor here in Santa Barbara, and the windows open to the street right outside. Two of the Traffic Managers here are Lupe and Clara. Several times a day, Lupe’s husband drives by in the course of his job and he always yells out the window:

“Claaaaarrrrrraaaaaaaaa!!!!”

It drives Lupe nuts. I think it’s funnier than hell.

“Claaaaaaarrrrrraaaaaaa!!!!!!!!”

Ha.