If we put out just a little effort, cool shit is all around us. I was reminded of this on Tuesday. I’d had a busy day and I was hanging out in the backyard going through emails and such. Mostly deleting.

There in my inbox lay opportunity in the form of an email to Pat Fellows....of Burlingame, CA.

I have written about pro hockey player Patrick Fellows of Mississauga, Ontario, CA in previous posts (click me). Turns out there’s another (read three) me.

I have received emails for this other Pat Fellowses for three years or so. He’s a contractor of sorts or at the least deals with permits a lot. I usually just respond to them with “This isn’t that Pat Fellows” and let it go. I get his “Wildfire Credit Union Bank Statements are Ready” announcements every month. No access to his accounts. I mean of course I checked. What if this other me was a billionaire. Maybe he’d adopt himself?

Anyhow. This Tuesday’s email was an estimate on a tree removal. As Burlingame is in redwood country. I clicked to see what it would cost to bring down a giant of the wooods. Spoiler alert. It’s a mere cedar and it will cost $3500. Included in this estimate was a phone number. So of course. I texted him.

I’d like to say that this PF was as excited about meeting himself as I was but either he’s real busy or just a drip. He responded with a couple short messages that said his name was spelled “Fellowes” and that people made that mistake a lot. NO WAY! Lame. I wanted some banter.

Before we chalk this up as a total loss, there it was. He thanked me for forwarding the estimate and then informed me that the aforementioned Wildfire Credit Union wasn’t in California. It was in Saginaw,MI.

WHAT!?!?