Yesterday morning, my doorbell rang at about 7:00. They guy at the door told me that his wife had hit my mailbox and that he was sorry and would be back that afternoon to fix it. It didn’t tear it completely down, but tore up the actual box part pretty good. The mail in our neighborhood runs around 2:30 or 3:00 in the afternoon. When I got home from work there was a form inside my smashed mailbox, along with the door to my mailbox, from our mail-person. It was left to inform and admonish me that my mailbox was smashed and would need to be fixed post-haste.
Well, thanks a lot Captain Obvious! I really appreciate that! Geez, what did this guy think I had done? Stood out in my yard with a baseball bat and beat the snot out of my own mailbox just to spite him?
Has he stumbled across the details of my diabolical plan to make his life miserable by making him turn the mail sideways so it will fit into my somewhat flat mailbox? Curses! If it hadn’t been for those meddling kids…
Come on man! It had been seven hours! I had to go to work. I don’t keep extra mailboxes in my hall closet. Don’t I get at least a day or so to actually go and buy another mailbox and put it back on the post before I’m lambasted for having a mailbox that isn’t up to USPS code? Contrary to what you might think, I didn’t ask the lady down the street to be sure she takes my mailbox out on her way to work. Take a chill pill, Bill, and I promise you it’ll be fixed. Wouldn’t want you to be inconvenienced for another 12 hours. Forgive me, mailman. Please forgive me.
Ha! "Newman"…that was great. Sorry Thad, but it seems like only these things happen to you. But, hey, at leat you get to write about it and offer us a little bit of your daily humor. Thanks again!
It is definitely River Oaks! The day we moved in we got a notice in our mailbox that it was 2 inches below "Postal Code" and that if we didn't fix it we would not be able to receive mail! What!?! Really!?!
Last night I unknowingly met the other half of this story. In fact, I didnt even know he lived there until he started talking about this incident. LOLIn turn, he didnt know about this side of the saga, and he seemed pretty mad about his insurance not having fixed the problem yet. I guess this means that Thads mail carrier is still tossing it on the sidewalk as the box appears to still need repair. Hang in there Thad!!Steve Pribulick
Haha, that's funny.
This made me laugh out loud!