I have an internationally easy, yet uncommon name, and I’m aware of one other living person who shares it. I am young, white, live in Europe and work in the arts, whereas they are older, black, live in Africa and work as a specialist in the medical field. A few years ago, I started receiving emails that were clearly meant for my namesake.
The first ones were information and pictures from events that both Namesake and the sender – Coworker – had attended. No big deal, I politely told Coworker they had the wrong person. But the emails continued in the same vein. They came at such long intervals that I always thought he had finally understood the problem or I simply forgot about it, they were harmless photos anyway. Until one day when he started sending me PDF attachments. I did not want to open or read the full documents, but through the preview thumbnails I saw what looked like confidential research data, information about their involvement with a global, very well-known charity organisation and other stamped, official documents about the people in their programs. I alerted him once again saying that he seemed to be sending very sensitive information to a complete stranger, but it continued and sometimes he would reply only to ask why I hadn’t sent him the information he needed yet. I tried to reach out to his superiors or other coworkers but to no avail.
Some time later, I got a mass email that was sent to the entire department. One of the workers had been mugged and lost their key card to the building. Therefore, their security had been compromised and some office supplies had already been stolen. I saw my chance and replied to the chain telling everyone that their security has been compromised multiple times over the last year, because Coworker will not believe that he has the wrong email address. Another coworker apologised and assured that they would have a serious talk with him. It took a few more unintended emails from the organisation and talking to yet another person to have my address removed from their database.
About six months after the last email I got a LinkedIn invite from Coworker. My LinkedIn profile is complete with a headshot that shows me working on my craft, work and education history that show that I have never done anything related to medicine, and my location in Europe, and somehow he still thought I am the person he collaborates with – whom he has met – just because we share a name. Naturally, I declined the request. He sent me a new one today – multiple years later – with a message that was clearly meant for my namesake.