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I am not 12

So I was getting ready for work this morning, washing my face, when the doorbell rings. I have been expecting a package so I go running down to answer the door... even though I am in my pajamas.

It's not a delivery man... I instantly realize it's a house instpector for my new homeowners insurance. This older gentleman says... "Uhh is your mother here.... (It takes a moment to sink in, but my puzzled face causes him to continue) ... errrr or are you Miss (insert mangled mispronounced name here)?"

I quickly inform him that he never contacted me to set up an appointment and this clearly is not a good time. He apologizes, saying that he got the wrong phone number for me, and could he have my correct number to set up a time.

Is my mother here? Ok, so there were rabbits on my pj's, but geesh!