Most days at the post office are pretty boring. A co-worker has a shirt that says, "Sort. Deliver. Repeat." And that's really what it is. Some days you want to tear your hair out with the intense boredom. The same 500 houses day after day after ever-lovin' day.
Every now and then something shakes up the routine. Like when the single mom who looks like a stripper started her subscription to Penth@use. Or when a customer yelled at me so bad it made me cry. Or my favorite, when a customer writes me a note about how great I am. (Yes, it really happens!)
But today was a real winner. I get called to the accountable room to pick up my accountables. (things that have to be signed for) and I get a box of someone's cremated remains. It said it right on the box. "Handle Carefully. Cremated Remains." I knew the genteman had died because his wife started getting all these cards. You can just tell. He was a nice old guy that always walked the neighborhood and always waved at me. They also donate a lot to animal charities. (Your mailman knows a lot about you, btw)
At first I was creeped out. Do you put it with the rest of your packages or let him ride up front? And is the wife going to start a long conversation about her husbands death? Do I offer my condolances or pretend I don't know what's (who's?) in the box?
In the end, the wife was very nice. The whole thing was painless, if a bit awkward.
It did liven up the day. (oh look, I punned)
4 comments:
Well....well....what did you do?
Did you let him ride up front?
You had me in tears laughing with that story! I can only imagine what our mailman thinks about our house! Thanks for sharing.
GROAN...what a bad pun!
You got a chuckle out of me though..so did he get to ride up front? This is the question.
This is timely. I'm getting ready to go home (Missouri) and while there I will be picking up my son's MIL's remains. Long story.
She'll be riding in the front seat all the way back...
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