Wrong number calls are the worst, but if it’s a telemarketer, there is likely nothing you can do.

This story is different.

Check out how this woman sleuthed her way to relief.

Just doing my part to help out the collection agencies.

When I moved to my current home about 11 years ago, I decided to get a local number, as I had chosen to settle here.

I got some random phone number and almost immediately began getting calls for a ‘Shameeka Ball’ (names have been changed).

I mean A LOT.

Twice a week at first, tapering off to 1-2 times a month.

In comes the “Eureka!” moment.

Almost all were from various collection agencies, but a few were from some kind of Nursing Agency, offering potential jobs to nurses on their roster.

This went on for years, though after about 2 years they had slowed considerably.

When I was STILL getting calls for her at 4 years, my curiosity got the better of me, and did a local Facebook search of the name.

Sure enough, there was only one in my area code, and she was a nurse.

Then the chips fell into place.

This led me to do a longer search on her, finding her LinkedIn page, her ‘nurse profile, and even where she was working currently.

After that, whenever the collection agency would call me, I explained the situation and passed along the most recent information about her.

I did this about 4-5 times and never got any calls after that.

Here is what people are talking about.

That sounds like the beginning of an episode of Murder She Wrote.

Screening calls is the norm now, I think.

That’s a bit of a stretch.

Wow. They’re reliable, at least.

I’m a patient person, but this would be me, too.

Everybody won in this story.

Except the person who didn’t want to be found, of course.

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