Today I was gathering my stuff together, gerring ready to go out and catch a bus to the laundromat when all of a sudden the phone rang. Caller ID said it was "wireless caller" and displayed a number I didn't know. When I answered a woman with a heavy foreign accent asked if Benjamin ______* was there. I said "This is he." She said that she was his mother. Well, to that I replied, "I know my mother's voice, and this ain't it." Well, then she asked if my middle name were Isaac, which it was not and is not. So I wasn't who she was looking for. She then asked what the other towns in Rhode Island were. Well, we're a small state, but we have enough towns so that listing them all would be as time consuming as it is pointless. When she asked what the nearest one was I said maybe East Providence, although from where I am it's probably Pawtucket, but neither of these things seemed all that helpful. Finally she asked what my company was, which just left me all, "Company? What the—?
Also, there's apparently a comic out now where the Riverdale gang are zombies, or getting eaten by zombies, and it's actually published by Archie Comics. It's official. Reality is trolling me.
* Keeping a little anonymity here.