Dear Mr. Postman,
(Its not what you think, so don't get your hopes up!)
I love it when you bring me packages.
Packages that let me finish projects like this...
But I hate you....ok...hate is a strong word. I dislike you when you bring me bills and junk mail.
(not word for word, but my interpretation of the dreaded letter)
"Your children are being kicked off of insurance. If you have any questions, please contact me. Sincerely, Your caseworker who hates her job, and treats everyone that I associate with like scum."
I then call the above mentioned caseworker to voice my questions, only to find out that they are NOT being kicked off...
(wheew!),
and she has no idea why I got that letter.
I then tell her that I get that kind of letter once every 3 months.
Whats up with that?
I guess what i'm trying to say, Mr. Postman, is keep those packages coming that I love so much, and keep the bills and junk mail all to yourself!
See how that works?!
(hint hint, lover lips!)
Hey, it worked for my friend! Her husband was on the ball and caught on really fast! (
Thank you Mr. Postman! And Happy Holiday's to you Sir!
Sincerely,
ME
P.S. I have been dying to know something. Seriously, why don't you wear your "postman uniform" that every other postman or woman in the USA wears? You run around in your street clothes and grubby hat. Our little town surely can afford a uniform for you, right? Just wondering. =O)
Peace out.
5 comments:
ok...so you are either really bored in your home with your kids or you are just super creative. i love you posts sis. they are very entertaining. :D love you!
LOL! I'd like to meet the mom who is bored with 4 kids ;O) No, I usually post at night time, like around 10-11pm. Its my one way to escape from being a mom and relax a little bit at the end of they day. Thank you, your a sweetie! I love you too sis!
Hey there! I hope the phone sito work out the same way for you! I love my phone. It's my new baby. And, I actually miss the old mailman running around in shorts in the dead of winter. Our new one drives around with his death metal blasting...not even paying attention. I'm surprised I even get the right mail. Anyway, hope things are going well! Later!
So I agree about our postman...where is his uniform? I especially enjoy the spandex-y outfits in the summer, but I just saw his winter get-up the other day. Hmmmm, maybe we could pitch in and buy him a postman outfit!
Kimberly is my social worker and is my least favorite person. I would really like her to fall off the angry boat into a sea of midol or something! Sheesh!
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