every few months over the past five years, i’ve gotten phone calls from people looking for Michael Chapman. here is how the most recent one went:
Me: Hello?
Lady: Hello I’m looking for Michael Chapman. I’m [blah blah] from [blah blah blahhhh’s] attorney office. I need to speak to Michael-
Me: Oh, I’m sorry. You have the wrong number.
Lady: Are you sure?
Me: Yes. This is not Michael’s number.
Lady: Let me just clarify, this number is [467812412846148924681264]?
Me: Yes, it is. But there’s no one here with that name. This is my cell phone.
Lady: Are you sure?
Me: Yes. I’m a nineteen year old girl in New Jersey. This is definitely not Michael’s number. Look, this guy has been giving my number out for years. Whenever you see him, can you tell him to stop? Ask him his real number, because your office has been calling me for like four years now.
then she got mad and hung up.
