The story that happened to me last summer:

They began to call me on a mobile phone from a bank of a famous and collectors of all kinds in their name asked for a woman I never knew.

On the request to call Vera Nikolayevna, I said that she was on the phone. After a while, they asked why the voice of a man?

I was talking about changing gender, getting new documents and everything to escape from them. In 90% of cases, the collectors continued to talk to me, like Vera Nikolaevna, presenting their claims.)

They were told a lot of interesting stories, which the collectors carefully checked. In particular:

She was the first sniper in Donbas.

It was crashed by a Proton missile.

Camel pastures on the Sinai Peninsula by a wealthy Arab lover

- Repeatedly fell into various accidents with severe consequences and requested to borrow a little money for treatment.

She offered her liver to employees of the VTB Bank who suffered from alcoholism for repayment of debt.

And a lot more... As strange as all versions were checked by collectors and then I was told about their unreliability :)

The last call was from a polite woman, the head of the recovery department, with the question – why am I constantly making up everything? What I asked her - Why do they call me, because I have never been acquainted with Vera Nikolaevna, about which I spoke many times?

This call was the last.

P.S I miss you VTB))), indeed, sometimes you raised my mood for the whole day.