I'm not the droid you're looking for . . .

I haven't been feeling well.  Not just mood-wise, but I've been coughing and sneezing and fatigued.  I'm not saying I'm sick, but I'm not necessarily thinking about blogging, either.  So the other day, I jump in the shower right after I've dropped my son off at school, just to make sure I have time to nap before I pick him up, and make sure it's a GOOD nap, too.  Then I hear an engine outside, car doors, then footsteps to my door, knocking in a somewhat jaunty and confident fashion . . .


My dog is barking at this point, and I wonder for a few moments if I can wait it out, and these people I probably don't know will leave, when the doorbell rings, my dog goes ballistic, and I know the nap is officially postponed.  When I see the outline of a badge on someone's chest through the glass in the door, I know for SURE the nap is postponed. 

I answer, and it's two BOUNTY HUNTERS!  WTF?  Right?  I mean, I am the most BORING person you could meet, so I know there's no way they are looking for me.  They ask if I know Blanky Blank, and I say no, then ask if I've ever seen her, show me a picture to which I answer no.  They look confused, sure I must know this person, but I tell them I don't.  They ask who I am, how long I've lived here, if I rent or own, and realize I'm telling the truth, I don't know the woman they are looking for.  And she drives a similar car to me, to add to the confusion.But then it dawns on me that I get tons of phone calls for the woman who used to live here, and even though they must have had a different phone number, mine is now associated with this address and prone to having bill collectors find it.  So apparently she's in some kind of financial difficulties.  I ask the last name again, and it matches.  It's her sister!

So I give them every detail I know, even give them old mail that wasn't forwarded, tell them the house I saw them walk over to, everything I can think of.  They say her sister is wanted in three states and in Canada for identity theft and fraud.  Wow.  Hope they catch her.  The men also warn me to check my own credit, that she's just that crafty.  And her sister doesn't sound so trustworthy, either.  Great.  Just great.  Did I pick the right address or what?

But I tell you, I had the most interesting Facebook status update for the day!  ;)