Strange thing happened to me on the way home today. Jay, my former roommate, told me that I had some mail that I should pick up. So I go back to my old apartment and pick up the mail.

It was a letter with a whole bunch of forms from the Immigration and Naturalization Service (INS). There were also a few checks written to INS that didn't clear. I guess this wouldn't be too much of a surprise, except for the fact that I'm a US citizen and that I've never contacted the INS for anything in my life.

Reading on, I found out that the letter was actually addressed to apartment 101, and not 301 (which is where I lived.) Jay picked up the letter thinking it was for me, but there's actually another guy with my official name (Thomas Lee) who lives in apartment 101. Weird...