Its rather sad, I think, that all my funny stories are true. I mean I myself see the humor in them , but that doesn’t mean I’m not feeling the aggravation of the endless crap that follows me around. We’re leaving tomorrow, maybe to spend a day or two in Savannah on the way back to Florida and so today is the dash about get stuff ready day. One of the first items on the list is to stop by our back woods {backwards} post office to fill out a change of address. For normals this would be a relatively simple thing….one would think. Well at 2:00 pm the post lady called to say they can’t accept a change of address to a General Delivery…..it has to be, well, an address.
” I don’t have one to give you” I said.
” Well, you see, General Delivery is only temporary” she said, obviously thinking this would clarify it all.
” I know, I only want to use it temporary, hopefully I wont be a homeless person for long .” I said, obviously thinking this would clarify it all
” I’ll have to call another post master and see what can be done and call you back” and true to her word she called back to tell me that nothing can be done.
” Fine, I’ll be down to fill out a temporary forwarding to general delivery OK?”
” Ah’m sorry Sir, it needs to go to an address.”
” LISTEN, if I had a damn address I wouldn’t need General Delivery….would I? and if ya can’t change your postal address to General Delivery and ya can’t forward mail to General Delivery, then how the heck do ya get to use General Delivery at all !!?? “
” Lets simplify this very complicated issue right now……keep my darn mail.”…..and I think they did.
I swear to God……I don’t make this stuff up
