[Noah930]

In grad school, I moved into a condo with two fellow students. This was in the days pre-cell phone (or at least they were still fairly uncommon). About every two or three months, we would get a call from a debt collection agency asking for a Juan Somethingorother. We were three Asian guys, so obviously we weren't the guy they were looking for. We actually looked forward to getting those calls, as we would deadpan back, "Sorry, there is no Juan here."