Thursday afternoon, I was home by myself when I heard my screen door open quickly and then shut. Well, sometimes my imagination can take off in a million different directions until just a slight noise becomes a door opening or a creak or something about to jump out and get me!! Silly I know, but I HATE being home by myself, and usually I have the radio on or music playing to cover up all the random noises that a house makes that aren't usually noticeable until you're by yourself. Well, I stood on the stairs with Bella, deciding if I should open up the door or not. I thought it was really weird that whoever it was didn't knock or ring the doorbell. Well, after a few minutes I decided that I was going to overcome my overactive imagination and go look out the window. Sure enough, I saw nothing - only a piece of paper in between the screen door and the door. I grabbed the paper expecting a notification of an upcoming event or a subscription to something but when I looked my eyes zeroed in on the words, "Summons, Defendant, and 13th Judicial District Court."
Okay- pause here for a moment if you please. Mind you, I had been in this town no more than a week and I was receiving a court summons??! Okay back to the story......
As I started reading this paper as fast as my eyes could go.....I realized that whoever this summons was for , they owed around 500 dollars to Susan B. Allen Memorial Hospital. At this point I knew it wasn't for me, so I called the phone number on the back of the paper which connected me to a very skeptical woman. I proceeded to tell the woman my name, address and the situation. I asked her what I could do to get this summons into the hands of the RIGHT person. She asked me several questions, including "Have you ever known this person?" or "Are you sure he doesn't live there?" By about the ninth or tenth question , I told her, "Look lady, I have no idea how to make you believe this but I'm not the guy you want nor have I ever heard of the guy you want." She then told me, " Well, we hardly ever get addresses wrong." After that, I asked her if there was someone else I could talk to and she told me to call the sheriff's department, and I thought to myself- "O boy, here we go again." She said if I didn't call them and inform them of this, then the day of the court hearing if the guy didn't show up, they'd show up at this address looking for him. Well, I didn't want that confusion so I just called the sheriff's department, told them about it and thankfully they were a WHOLE lot more understanding than the other lady. They did ask me some questions, and assured me that I had nothing to worry about and that everything would be taken care of.
Needless to say, I've never gotten a court summons before but I guess there's a first time for everything. I guess I'd rather have the first time be when the summons isn't for me! :)
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