Leroy and Myra

There are two people in this world whom I have crossed paths with in some undetermined way but have yet to meet. Let me introduce you to Leroy and Myra.

Leroy is quite the popular fellow but he must be handing out business cards with the wrong phone number on them because I get at least two phone calls for him a week! So far, all I have gathered is that he is from Tallahassee. He must be in some sort of sales…. you know, with all those random folks calling all the time. I always get excited when my phone rings and it is an 850 number that I do not have saved. I always know I will pick up the phone and get a “Leroy der?” to which I always reply, “nope, sorry. Wrong number”. I hope I get to meet Leroy one day (at a public place in broad day light, with my new Swiss Army knife and pepper spray in tow).

Now Myra, she must have the wrong address on her business card because I get all her mail. Thing is, it’s not her bills or personal correspondence, it’s all her advertisements. I am not sure where Myra is from but I do know that she is currently pregnant. Thanks to her, my mailbox is littered daily with complimentary pregnancy and parenting magazines, coupons for diapers and most recently, a sample box of formula. What am I even supposed to do with that? I feel bad that Myra is missing out on all her freebies. I hope that wherever she is, her and her baby are safe… and that they tell the post office where the heck they reside.

Before Leroy and Myra, there was Francis Mejilla. She used to get calls to my 305 number almost as often as Leroy. I think Myra was in some sort of credit trouble. I hope she sorted that out.

How about you? Do you have your own Leroy or Myra or Francis?