Okay, so I can understand that Australians can get a little mixed up sometimes. I mean, they're already upside-down and it's a slippery slope towards the backwards-thinking that makes postmen to bungle up the mail.
At least you get your letter back in a couple weeks so you can try again.
In the progress-driven United States of America, things are different.
The pony express got letters from St. Joseph, Missouri to Sacramento, California in 10 days. 12 if there was snow. And that was back in 1860!
Folklore says only one mochila was lost in all the time, but that hasn't been verified as true.
So you'd think that in 2005, we'd be at least as good, right? Wrong!
Today I got a letter back in the mail that I had sent:
With proper postage
To Ohio
Four months ago
The stupid sticker on it said "Postmark Expired" or something.
Yeah, you better run, Mr. Postman.
11 comments:
Oh, the floor is so hard...pah ha ha ha...I LOVE this blog, can I just tell you that? Ooooh, I'm afraid for the mailman! ;)
SAD DAY!!!! I'm not a fan of the mailman, either. But I'm not as touchy since Mexico became less popular than...home. Still, for old time's sake, I'll help you out. Ohio? That's rediculous.
Meagan-
You must understand MY situation. Afterall there are a dozen sides to one story. I have ADHD and often forget what I am doing... such as my job. Have you ever seen the movie "Finding Nemo"? I am a Dory in this above the water world. Have you ever been there? I saw Shamu when I went to San Diego. Huh. I wonder what I was there for. Oh well. What was I telling you about? The shampoo I use! It is the best there is around. CREW. I was part of a crew once. It was okay. Nothing spectacular. Oh. My superisor told me I was suppose to deliver a package. I'll be back though.
Bring it on. I dare you.
You better have been sending that to some hottie in Ohio or none of this is worth it. Really
I am not too fond of some mail people either. Like the one that never waits and looks for a letter for me from some cute guy. Grr.
Yeah, the therapist whose services I secured after this debacle prescribed some Carpenters. It's not working very well...
I'm torn between "It's Going To Take Some Time This Time" and "He's Got A Ticket To Ride"
I had a dream that Meagan wrote a new blog and Adriane did too. But then I woke up and neither of them had. Sad day.
Once I had no men in my life and I dreamed about blogs. Sad day.
Once I had a dream that was playing with men... and then I went to sleep. (:
Haha, jolly good times. And sweet dreams, too!
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