Some time back (ten years, at least), I was working security (mall cop, but not quite). I went in to get my license renewed. I filled out the paperwork turned it in. The girl gets my file, comes back looking upset. She tells me that I didn't put down my convictions. Further, she says, filing a false application is a crime. About that time two officers come in.

I'm trying to figure out what the hell she's talking about, and I see my file, with my first, middle and last name at the top, along with my social security number. That's when I realize that the social security number ain't mine. The first 3 digits are the same, the rest is different. While the cops are trying to decide what to do, I point the discrepancy out the the clerk. She goes back to the files, and returns with my file. Turns out there was a guy in the same town, with the same first, middle and last name, and the same first 3 digits in his social, who was a convicted wife beater who had been turned down for a license.

The girl, now red-faced, apologized. The cops just left.