Wednesday, December 29, 2004
At Least They Know Junk Mail When They See It
You might remember two months ago when I ranted about how emphatically I hate DFW and my local post office.
I still hate my post office, and I am still perplexed by what could pass for a conspiracy about my past three locations of residence. But there may be a glimmer of hope.
Today, I received a piece of junk addressed to my neighbor (last name, Bonet—much too similar to my own last name to be living next door) that stated it was dated material and should be delivered on or before December 22, 23, and 24. Never mind the weirdness of listing three successive dates instead of just saying December 24—consider instead that today is the 29th!
Either the post office screwed up again, though fortunately with an item that I couldn’t care less about, or they recognized the junk mail for what it was and didn’t bust a nut to deliver it on time.
» Posted by ALBj at 12:07 AM (ET)
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