[Musings] "No I am not a social worker."

This conversation happened to me last night on my walk home from work around 20:00. It took place between myself and an older woman sitting on her steps outside her front porch.


Woman: Hello.

Myself: Hi.

Woman: Is your name X (where X = my name)?

Myself (stunned): Yes, my name is X.

Woman: Are you my new social worker?

Myself (still stunned and a little confused): No, I am not in social work, my name is X, but, no I am not a social worker.

Woman: I have a new social worker. His name is X. He looks like you. I thought you were maybe my new social worker.

The conversation ended at this point and I continued my walk home.