You should hear them when you tell them you don’t have a physical address at all. My physical address was once “turn right, go through the gate (combo is 1234) onto the dirt road, go over 3 cattle guards, through another gate, turn left and go over the bridge, turn right and it’s the third red house on the right. If you get to a log cabin, you’ve gone too far.” Another physical address was “the first driveway past Grandma Lastnames’s house (everyone knew who Grandma was, including the fire department), park and walk over the log bridge across the creek, it’s the house directly in front of the bridge. If you get lost, ask for the house where the Dalmatian lives.”
“No, ma’am, the fire department doesn’t care where my house is, if there’s a fire, they’ll be more concerned with the highly flammable forest around it than my actual house. No, I don’t have an electric company, I live waaaaayyyyy off the grid. No, no phone company either. No, I have a well for water. Ma’am, the address I have is what I gave you, the propane company delivers with those directions just fine, so long as I call for a refill before the rain starts. Ma’am, if I need a package delivered, you can send it to Jahdra Lastname, Town Name, State & Zip, with no street address and I’ll get it. In fact, you can send packages and letters to Jahdra Lastname & Town Name & Zip Code and I’ll get it. Hell, Lastname & Zip and I’ll get it eventually, after it’s been through all the members of my family. But you need to send it either UPS or US Postal Service if you want it delivered. I don’t live in Town Name, that’s just the closest post office.” And on and on and on. The only person who ever acknowledged that I wasn’t lying was a woman who grew up in on a farm in the Midwest on a rural route.
I guess if you grew up in town, with pavement and street names and electricity, and “going to town” didn’t mean you made a list and asked all your neighbors if they needed anything, you might not realize that not everybody, even in the US, has all of those things. The really funny thing was that some of my neighbors did (and still do) have street addresses. Doesn’t do you much good, fraudwise, since they live anywhere from 2 - 20 miles from their mailbox and any stranger venturing back that far back into the mountains stands a better than even chance of being shot at. The crops, you know. Oh, and sometimes people “share” addresses, even if they live 5 miles apart. If you’re off the grid, pretty much nobody cares anyway, and anyone can find you, if you want them to.