i got a strange phone call on my way to work tonight. they asked for me by name, said their name was anthony. so i thought it was tony, though it wasn’t his cell number. he asked if i was home, i said no. he asked me for my house number. so i told him. now things aren’t matching up in my head. he repeated the number incorrectly so i told him again, and he repeated it incorrectly again and i just said yeah. cuz i’m realizing i don’t know who this person is. he never asked me for my street name, just the number.
so now i’m freaked out. so i call my parents and ask my dad if he can go over to my house and see if anyone is breaking in. he did, no one was there. i asked tommy to call the guy back and find out who he was. the guy told tommy he was trying to get a hold of his cousin, who’s also named sara, to get his aunt’s phone number. tommy asked the guy if he asked me for my address and he told tommy no. tommy said the guy sounded sketchy.
ok and of course my mom is freaked out. so my parents came over at 4am when i got home to make sure no one was hiding in the bushes waiting to kill me, or already inside, or if there was a mail bomb on my porch. and mom is sleeping downstairs on the couch.
very unsettling. it would be a massive coincidence if this guy called a wrong number of a person who had the same name. i can’t think of any other anthony’s, especially ones that would 1. have my phone number and 2. have any reason to call me and 3. have any reason to know where i live enough to just need my house number. i don’t like this.