Heart Attack In 3...2...1...

I'm at work and my phone buzzes in my pocket. It's a local number so I answer:

Me: "Hello?"

Her: "Hi. This is the Pekin Police Department."

Me: "I'm gonna kill him. If he's okay, I'm gonna kill him."

Her: "I'm sorry?"

Me: "Oh, I'm sorry. Hi?"

Her: "I'm looking for the resident of 1113 South **** Street. Are you that resident?"

Me: "No, I live at 1311 South **** Street."

Her: "Oh, sorry. We must have switched the numbers. Have a good day!"

Jesus, Mary and Joseph.

I'M NOT GOING TO MAKE IT THROUGH HIS TEEN YEARS, AM I?