Note...names have been changed to protect...well, me and B.
"Tracy?" she asked.
"No, I'm sorry you have the wrong number."
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hi, I know I have the wrong number, but have you had this number for a while?" the same voice as before asked me.
"Um, I've had this number for a year. What number are you calling?" I said.
"555-1234. I'm looking for B Johnson," she said.
"Well, B Johnson lives here. He's my husband," I said.
"So, this is Tracy then, right?" she said.
"No, I don't know any Tracy Johnson," I said.
"Oh, well, um, this is Lena, B Johnson's daughter," she said.
"B doesn't have a daughter," I said.
"Um, ok then, I'm sorry. Bye," and she hung up.
I sat there surprised for a minute, and then I went downstairs to ask B about his daughter. We chuckled about it for a minute...and we realized that it was kinda weird that there's another B Johnson in our town.
A few minutes later I started thinking about the conversation I had with Lena. It seemed kind of weird that she was calling numbers out of the phone book looking for her dad. And I realized that I hadn't been terribly nice or helpful to her on the phone. And even though I don't know of any other B Johnson who is related to us, I could offer to help her if she needed it.
So, I dialed *69 to get her back (I'm too cheap to pay for caller i.d.). When she answered, I apologized for not being more helpful. She told me that her dad had recently moved and she didn't have his new number. She didn't know where his new house was either. She said that she found our number in the phone book and thought that our initials (mine and B's) stood for her dad's first and middle names -- which just so happen to be the SAME first and middle name of my husband. And then I asked how old her dad was...39, she said...which is a couple years older than B.
She said that she's often been asked what her dad's name is, and when she says, "B," they say, "Oh, from Small Town, Kansas?" She always answers no because that would be MY B who is from Small Town, Kansas.
I felt bad that I couldn't help her. But, how weird is it that there's another guy in our town with the exact same name as B?!
And, no, B really doesn't have a daughter who he's been hiding from me! =)