Someone wants to meet you...
When I went to the post office this morning there was an envelope in the mailbox (for work) with the handwritten message "Someone wants to meet you..."
Now to give you some background, for the last 4 years I have gone just about every week day to the post office right across the street from my office. Wendy, Rae & Mary are always behind the counter and we have a lovely little chat while they process the mail and get all the pertinant information into the computer. Wendy and I talk about quilting (as she is also a quilter - she let me borrow her ruler for the round quilt for mom), Rae likes to tease (I'm not sure why... but he calls me trouble whenever I come in) and Mary just likes to talk about what is going on (or asking me about how to talk to her friend who is in prison). No matter who else is in the post office, we share a laugh and it is one of the highlights of my day to go in there.
Now, when I went to the post office this morning and I saw this note I wondered if it was one of these three that had written me the note. With great trepidation I opend the envelope to find that it was random mass written note from a dating agency. (hugh sign of relief that I don't have to have an akward conversation with those 3 about why I don't want to meet their friend).
I brought it into the office to show Hans and we had a good chuckle over it. (Sometimes it doesn't take much to make me laugh - believe it or not!)
So what did you get in the mail today?
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E-mail is a little simpler for me. Even when I do write letters, by the time the letter gets a stamp on it the news is old . . . real old.