Don't know how I haven't gotten round to telling yee all this story.
Years ago, around about 2007 (I think), I got a random letter delivered to the door.
Just another run of the mill letter, you would think. But oh no - this letter was addressed to a......."Mr. C
unt [my surname]" (let's say, for the sake of argument, my surname is Face).
After laughing hysterically, I calmed down and began to think to myself "who in the name of f
uck sends a letter like this to someone".
It was from Ulster Bank. They had written to this "Mr. Cúnt Face" to tell him about their new upcoming offers.
So, again in fits of laughing, I ring the Ulster Bank helpline and try my best to explain to the girl on the phone (went roughly like this):
"Em..yeah..well, ya see, it's addressed to me but there, em, seems to be vulgar word in place of my actual first name"
"Sorry sir, I'm not following you....?" (her finest telephone voice)
"Okay, okay...instead of my first name...the name on the letter is, em, Mr. Cúnt".
"[silence].....[more silence]...sorry, wha'? (telephone voice fades with the shock).
"Yep, mad isn't it."
"Oh I'm really sorry sir, I don't know how that happened..what the...."
Blah blah blah...ended up sending them a letter outlining 'my disgust' (even though I found it hilarious) and attached a copy of the letter. I also outlined how my 'deeply religious mother' (she couldn't be any further from that) was absolutely appalled when she saw it.
Few days later the Big Boss Lady rang me and uttered her sincere apologies and informed me that a hamper (and flowers/chocolates for mo' momma) were on the way.
Hamper was f
ucking delish.
Still have the original letter and corresponding letters - must root them out when I'm back in Dublin and throw them up here. Also have the recording of the original phonecall I made to the Bank.
There's another little few bits to the story that I've omitted to save time. But I eventually found out how/why/who sent the letter etc;)
So AH, have you any funny/weird stories like this?