I had this happen once. Random debt collector calls me up to collect a something-hundred dollar old debt from a Sears credit card account. I had closed my Sears account at least ten years prior, because I never bought anything from Sears. There was no outstanding balance at the time I closed the account.
I have a very common name, equivalent to “Jane Smith,” so there’s at least six other women with the same name in just this city. Random debt collector dude rattles off an address I’ve never lived at. I tell him he has the wrong Jane Smith and I’ve never lived at that address. He starts yelling at me, telling me everyone says that and of course I’m the right Jane Smith and starts making all sorts of random threats.
At first, I was really really pissed off that this douchebag is reading me the riot act when I didn’t owe a goddamn thing to anyone at the time. In fact, I’d just paid off all credit card debt, had saved up a downpayment on my house, and had just closed on my house with a credit score in the low 800s. Then douchebag demanded my social security number, after accusing me of lying about what my middle name is. (“You’re Jane Anne Smith, right?” “No, I’m Jane Sue Smith.” “You’re lying.” “Oh-kay.”)
That’s when I ripped into him and told him I’d be an idiot to give my social out over the phone to some random stranger who called me up demanding it, claiming to be a debt collector. We went back and forth on this mess for about 20 minutes, so I agreed to give him the last four digits. He immediately accused me of lying.
It occurred to me that he had the wrong address and the wrong social, so it didn’t really matter what he threatened. He could call the cops, but he wouldn’t be sending them to my house. He had no way to track me down based on the information he had. So I told him I’d pay up immediately just as soon as he sent me another bill to the address he had on file. He tried to get my checking account info right then and there but I demanded to verify the debt first.
Then I cut off my land line and never heard from another debt collector (for someone who shares my name) again. I don’t know what happened to that other Jane Doe and I don’t care. And yes, I scrutinized my credit report several times after that and there were no repercussions. If he has the wrong info, there’s just not a damn thing he can do to affect my credit score at all. I never saw a bill.
It’s too bad, because I was rather starting to enjoy playing cat-and-mouse with him, once I realized he’d never “catch” me. There was nobody to complain to about this either. You have all kinds of rights if you actually owe the money, but if they are mistaken about identity and you don’t owe anyone a dime, I don’t know what you can actually do. I tried to verify my identity but he wouldn’t believe me. So what, call the attorney general? What’s the point – he wasn’t going to put a black mark on my credit report because he had a completely different SSN.
Cutting off my land line was one of the best decisions I’ve ever made. Stopped all the telemarketers too.