What’s something really funny that happened to you because of ham radio? I passed my Extra at the Seattle FCC office in early 1984. I came home with instructions to sign KD7MW/ST until my new paper license arrived. That evening I called CQ below 14.025 for the first time. I was answered by a strange, indecipherable buzz. It sounded like a DX pileup. “Hmm, I wonder who’s on!” I thought. Then I realized that the target of the pileup was... me. Wait a minute. Was ST a country prefix? Yup. Half the ham population of Japan was calling me, believing I was a DXpedition to Sudan. I tried to explain. Really I did. I sent QTH SEATTLE SEATTLE NOT DX. The next JA I worked sent back TNX NICE QSO FM NOTDX. This went on for a while, until one of the JAs asked me to switch to SSB. We did. The other op was so happy. “Thank you so much for for rare DX contact, Africa, both CW and SSB.” Now I could explain more fully: “I had number two license. Today I passed test for number one license. I have to sign/ST until my new license arrives in the mail.“ There was a long pause. Then a plaintive cry echoed across the Pacific: “Yoiiiiiiii! I so embarrassed!” Then another JA called. He said, “I had to call you because I know what this portable ST is. I make same mistake last week!” Fortunately, unwittingly impersonating rare DX is not a crime, especially since the FCC made me do it. So the Wrath of Riley did not descend on me.