I started my search for Jamie Cowan with a simple question: where the heck is he? I mean, it’s not like he’s a celebrity that’s always in the news, but I had my reasons to find him.
First off, I hit up his old social media accounts. I scrolled through his Facebook, hoping to find some recent posts or comments that could give me a clue. But all I found were old pictures from like five years ago, and most of his friends’ comments were from ages past. It was like his social media life had died a long time ago.
Then I thought, maybe his friends know. So I started reaching out to some of the people he used to be close with on Facebook. I sent messages like, “Hey, do you have any idea where Jamie Cowan is these days?” Some of them just ignored me, probably thinking I was a spammer. But a few of them replied, saying they hadn’t heard from him in years either.
Next, I tried the old – fashioned way. I went to the address where he used to live. The neighbors there were a bit suspicious at first when I knocked on their doors. One old lady even asked me if I was a debt collector. I had to explain that I was just an old acquaintance trying to catch up. She told me that Jamie had moved out a couple of years ago and she didn’t know where he went.
I also checked with some of the local hang – outs he used to frequent. I went to the bar he used to go to on weekends. The bartender remembered him but said he hadn’t been in for a long time. “He was a quiet guy, didn’t cause any trouble,” the bartender said. “But I haven’t seen him around here lately.”
After all these dead – ends, I decided to try an online people – search service. I paid a small fee and entered all the info I had about Jamie Cowan. It took a while, but finally, it gave me a possible current address in another city. I was like, “Finally, some progress!”
I hopped in my car and drove to that address. When I got there, it was a small apartment building. I knocked on the door, and a guy opened it. I asked if Jamie Cowan lived there. He looked at me funny and said, “No, you’ve got the wrong place.” I was so disappointed. All that driving for nothing.
But then, I noticed a mail slot with a name on it that was similar to Jamie’s. I asked the guy if he knew anyone named Cowan in the building. He thought for a second and said, “Yeah, there’s a guy on the second floor. His last name is Cowan, but I don’t know if it’s the one you’re looking for.”
I rushed up to the second floor and knocked on the door. And guess what? Jamie Cowan himself opened the door. He was surprised to see me. I told him all about my crazy search, and he just laughed. He said he’d been keeping a low profile because he’d been working on a new business project. So, after all that running around, I finally found Jamie Cowan, and it was all worth it just to catch up with an old friend.