Well, with a name like SMITH! I could do a stand up routine on incorrectly delivered mail..... not to mention phone calls!
As a kid I lived on a very short street.... with 3 SMITH families. Addressed; #2, #5, and #25..... after the mail was delivered for the day there was a virtual walk about of re-delivery of the mail.
Than under the category of "you couldn't make this up!" while living on another relatively short street in SOHO in NYC.... There were three of us with the same name..... first and last! In 17 yrs I never met any of the others... we just returned it with an address correction..... BUT we did speak to each other on the phone and got each others calls from : boyfriends, creditors, out of town family, etc..... on one occasion I got a call from the "Houston Chronicle" (very SNL), "Do you know Bob Cohen? He's wanted for murder!", "Yeah", I responded,"I do. But everyone knows a Bob Cohen in NYC. MY
Bob Cohen would never kill anyone...... try the other two Lynda Smiths on Mercer St......"
Then wouldn't you know? My current address was formerly lived in by a SMITH..... I actually have a list of NOT ME Smiths taped to the inside of my mail box for the post person.
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