Please excuse the rant...it had to go somewhere.
Dear Mr. Postman,
I'm not sure what has you so confused lately. Whether it's the fact that my last name AND address are posted on my mailbox or the fact that you've been delivering our mail for 4 years now, please overcome the obstacle so that I might get MY mail and NOT my neighbor's. After a long day at work, it does me no good to find medicaid notices for the neighbor's dozen kids (with a dozen last names) or their mail from their parole officer or their (continuing) unemployment benefit status or their subscription to Pit Bull Illustrated...Whatever it takes is worth it. By the way, can I interest you in a beautiful house in a wonderful neighborhood? I hear it's got great neighbors...
Sincerely,
Rachel in Paradise
Hello world!
3 years ago
5 comments:
On the other hand, I bet your psycho neighbors rejoice when they get your normal mail.
Nice. I feel your pain.
Ow :(
I agree with Debbie, I feel sorry for you.
ohh..I am sorry to hear that..I understand and I feel the pain. :(
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