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I just heard the front latch of the door on my porch, (inside door but not the inside-inside door) so I go to the front of the house, open the door and see a young blonde woman leaving my porch. I catch her eye just as she's turning around to close my porch door.
She smiles and says, "Wrong house. I was looking for 576" to which I reply, "This isn't 576."
"This isn't it." she says reassuring herself out loud. We smile and then she leaves. So...... she wasn't even close. My house is 584!
It's also clearly marked on the front of my house and even in the back alley it has numbers. How did she get the wrong house like that? She was all the way inside the porch opening the latch on the front door. I didn't find it scary or anything, just weird. LOL!
Don't people check the numbers on houses anymore?
She smiles and says, "Wrong house. I was looking for 576" to which I reply, "This isn't 576."
"This isn't it." she says reassuring herself out loud. We smile and then she leaves. So...... she wasn't even close. My house is 584!