A Year Late

I went to the post office to pick up a package from mom and was surprised when the guy told me I had 2 packages.  I was baffled because I didn't expect another and was even more surprised to learn that it had arrived December 2012, not 2013.  It was a tupperware full of grandma's chex mix similar to the one I posted about over the summer.  The postal worker had the nerve to blame me and ask for more money because of the inconvenience that I caused by leaving it there for me.  These workers are terrible about remembering to put the package receipt slips in the mailbox.  Volunteers often are forced to wait an extra month for the lazy postal workers.  It usually requires a bribe to get them to check for a package without showing a receipt paper.

Being a PC Volunteer, I ate it all and I regret nothing.  Only the pretzels had lost any amount of crispness.