44 years ago, my mom signed me up for a "match up" service. It was the "new" thing. I got a phone # to call, left a message for the guy, who then called me back a little curtly. I had identified myself with my name and given my call back number. Turns out, my name at the time (was married once before) was exactly the same as his ex-wife. First, middle and last. He at first thought he was talking to her. We drove the IRS crazy for a bit until they figured out I was a different Debi. lol First date was to the drive in to see The Exorcist...during which I kept explaining the why's and wherefore's of the movie, to his dismay.