Last September I stayed at the Hotel Diva in San Francisco. Not a bad space but the room had a weird smell. Thumbs down. Anyway, not the point.
Unrelated story (but relevant later on!), I keep getting emails from people who are looking for a different Heather. Not one or two a year, I’m talking weekly. I have been invited to weddings and parties, had house listings in Nevada forwarded on by a real estate agent, been sent inquiries about my babysitting service, received mortgage applications (with all financial information) and more – all for other Heathers. I have been a part of marriages (me and Phil, apparently) and divorces (ah, Steve…). I continue to receive emails about my US Sprint phone account, no matter how many times I call and say that my email address is the wrong one.
One of the interesting ones was the list of questions I received about my “reign as Miss Southern University“, apparently I would be speaking at some event for the newly queened Miss Southern. Good times!
My favourite, though, had to be the emails with Holly and Michael (my family! ta-da!). Here’s a snippet:
From: Holly To: Heather, Michael
fedex just delivered heather’s meds -3 advair, 90 singulair, 1 prevental inhaler (?) – exp. 8/09
I reply back with:
Well that’s not right! I asked for 3 Krispy Kremes, 90 cheetos and 1 happy meal. Sheesh.
Quite convinced I was that this would spark some sort of “ohh… hmmm! Who did we email by accident?!” But no! Next email reply zips in shortly thereafter from my bro, Mikey:
90 creme brulees
Oh, he’s a funny one! Since they haven’t figured out what’s happening I figure I might as well keep chatting!
Uhm…vacuum sealed and well labelled please. Will be taking them on “the trip” with me. *nudge*nudge*
Okay, this has to set off some alarm bells. No? Geez! Mike sends me back the helpful message of:
See if you can find a Washigton Post
Starbucks have a card for free cofee every wed now through 5/28
Mike’s a nice fellow, no? ( The spelling mistakes are all his, btw)
I figure he’d want in on the joke so I send him back:
Nice. Are they valid in Canada? I’m not making a special trip down just for java, Mikey. Unless you are paying for the flight, that is. = )
Alas, Mike figures out that he’s got the wrong sister!
Obviously wrong person. Apologies for error.
And that’s that. Here I thought we were making friends!
Anyway… it’s all very amusing to me.
Why does it keep happening? I guess the senders just make assumptions about the email address? What’s amazing is when I find out that sometimes the ‘other’ Heather has put down the wrong address! Either gmail screwed up and let two (or more) of us have the same one (mon dieu!) or some people are just don’t pay enough attention when filling out forms. I have called some of them (when a number is available) and it’s been pretty funny.
So, the other day I get it in my head to google my email address, hoping to find some of these ‘faux’ Heathers that are causing me such a headache. To my surprise I come across just a couple hits, one of while seems very odd. I click on the link and it takes me directly to a .csv file with my name, IP address, email and responses to an online questionnaire for a contest held by the SF hotel I stayed at last year! (See, at some point the story was going to come full circle…and you doubted me!)
Not only is my information there, but it seems that every single person that completed the questionnaire also has their information readily available online. Bad, this is just bad.
So I call Personality Hotels SF and speak to a nice fellow who informs me that there is no one available to handle this issue since it’s the weekend. His manager will call me back Monday.
It’s anti-climatic, no? Here I’m all fired up and nothing to be done about it until business hours Monday. Well, hopefully I’ll receive some other emails for other Heathers to keep my mind off it until then.
Check back next week for the second installment of “when .csv files get leaked”.