One of the oldest dyslexic girl games in the book.

A man graduates from Cornell with an A in Biochemistry.  His girlfriend sells their vehicle  and runs off to be a supermodel. She was afraid he was going to seek other company with his new attainment. While super modelling, her colleagues get an idea of what she did in her negative self perception. They are not amused and choose other company.  An old lady( we think ) shows up with a very deep voice and says why don't we play a game to see if he is viable, if he should live and work as a graduate and is truly intelligent for our standards. But, his degree is more about humility and not dog like intuition. Can you feel a gun down the road at a traffic light or a knife in your garage?    We will get him a   new vehicle and we will order it to be delivered to his front door. But, instead of delivering it to the front door, we will have someone attempt to deliver it next door or ask his family to do it so we can see who they are. Then, we will hope he picks it up and hopefully the front desk staff is not  too blackish or chineseish  on the tone spectrum that the front desk will refuse to give it to him as they might say that your ex was too chineseish or blackish just depending on who he might meet.  If he shows up at the dealership and says his name, Kunta Kente, then we know he is intuitive enough and deserves his degree and to live in spite of our self doubts and dyslexia.  We don't have a lot of biochemists in our community regardless of their grade average.  Now, we just need some security guards who are humanish to just do their job and let a family be a family if that is what you really want.  What do you say?