A Bizarre Story About Freshman Year

One day while I was walking to class I get a phonecall from a fairly illiterate gentleman looking for the manger of the 459 and assuming I was him. He shares the same name as me but for the sake of the story we'll say his name is Mr. John.

So this guy starts telling me this story about how he was riding his bike home from work one night where two cops stopped him and accused him of being drunk. He claimed that he wasn't drunk just that he has a speech impediment (take that however you want). At one point one of the cops tripped and over this guy's bike and became super embarrassed. He claimed the cop got up and told him that he will never work another day on LSU campus ever again and if he tries, he will be arrested for trespassing. The next day he gets a call from his boss saying he is fired, his paycheck will be mailed, and to not come back to campus.

So after he tells me this story I tell him that he has the wrong number. Then he goes on to tell me that another employee at the 459 gave him MY number saying that it was Mr. John's. Since my name is also John I was pretty weirded out considering I am not from Louisiana so my area code is different. I have no idea how any of them got my number.

So after that this guy kept calling me asking me to go up there and plead to the manager for his job back. Put me in a really weird position but no way was I going to drag myself into this situation so I stopped answering and finally he stopped calling.

I know I know tl;dr csb blah blah blah. But I thought this was an interesting story worthy of the OT's examination and destructive criticism.