A new discount store opened in our town. They papered the area with handouts. Each with a mis-printed phone number which happened to be the same as my husband’s business. We were inundated with phone calls, everything from people asking about products, directions, times of business. Late one Sunday, a woman called asking if she had gotten a job. My husband tried to tell her she had the wrong number but she just wouldn’t listen. Finally, he sighed and told her “yes, she had the job, report at 8:30 in the morning.” The following week, the discount store printed new flyers…including a “corrected phone number” in bold print. I think that girl still works there.