Jesus Would Not Be Pleased

For the past few weeks, I’ve been receiving a few faxes here and there that are intended for a mortgage company. Best I can figure, someone gave out the wrong number or transposed something and boom – my fax line got put on a bunch of things it probably shouldn’t have. Today was the real kicker – a 36 page fax message! Thankfully the sender put their cell phone number and email on the top of their cover sheet (Most have been cover-sheet-less… ugh…), and I was able to call them and alert them that they sent me the wrong 36 page $101,000 loan application. I’m sure Jesus Martinez, the loan applicant whose social security number, address, and other vital information was accidentally faxed to me, will be happy to know that I’m not an identity thief.

For what it’s worth, when I called the person and told them, I said “You just faxed me a 36 page fax awhile ago by accident”. Their response? “Oh God…”