Tamara Beeman of West Mercury Lane, I am on to you.
I thought that she may have had the phone number before me and the files had not been updated, but then we got a phone call at 8 a.m. asking for Tamara. When pressing further, the caller, thinking I was hiding her by saying there was no one there by that name, revealed that she had just put down my phone number on a recent application.
It is now my whiny bloggher duty to catalog every time that we get a phone call for her. Even when we were at our old apartment we were getting harassed for her (I thought she just had bad credit, the way the callers were angry and such).
As a matter of science I will not try to estimate all of the calls from previously. As of today the tally begins.
Oh, it’s on. It’s on like an Elebit in a vacuum cleaner.
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