Mailing lists are funny things. Once an error is introduced, it’s next to impossible to get it out.
My sister and I have lived in this Arlington apartment for eight years. We get the occasional erroneous third-class mailing for a couple of names related to her job… or misspellings of our own names. (“Melanie Reagan” in particular gets a lot of credit card offers.) But no one gets more mail than Jane Wiegand, especially around elections.
When I Googled Jane, I found she’d given a fair amount of money to the Republican party. I also found that while the first four digits of her address are the same as ours, the street is different. However, it’s close enough that I’m sure that someone, somewhere, along the way misentered the street, and this is why we get so much non-first-class mail for her.
It appears something else got miskeyed too; while the preponderance of the mail comes from the Virginia Republican Party, Jane’s had a few pieces from the commonwealth’s Democratic Party as well. Or, that’s just one of the joys of living in a battleground state.
No, Jane Wiegand doesn’t live here anymore. In fact, she never did–other than in a database.
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Interesting. Similarly, my phone number used to belong to a couple different people who apparently had horrendous credit. We get calls from collection agencies all the time. For years.
Sometimes it can tell a story; I rented a tiny house where all the mail for a former tenant was about get-rich schemes, patenting your brilliant invention..and paying your child support.
Another one was more chilling than sad: at another rented house, this time in Iowa, a utility bill came for Amy Sash, a name you’ll find cited on NRA-supporter websites because her choice in boyfriends included a fellow who came to pay his unfriendly respects the day after getting out of jail, so she shot and killed him in the doorway. No other friends or mail came for her while I lived there, which was a considerable relief.
OMG! How sad on Amy Sash!
Angie, I have one of those too for my cell phone! Tony someone, even though I’ve had the number for eight years. Glad to hear I’m not the only one.