Turns out it’s a good thing my driver flaked out yesterday, because they gave me a route near my neighborhood again today. Sweet.
Turns out it’s a good thing my driver flaked out yesterday, because they gave me a route near my neighborhood again today. Sweet.

Last night, I suddenly felt all of your employment pain when, at 7:30pm in the sub-freezing weather, a UPS “helper” hopped up my front steps and handed me a package. I said, “Thanks,” and he said nothing as he turned and ran back to the truck, but I sure didn’t blame him. From now on, when small children ask me the truth about Santa Claus (which is a constant occurence in my life) I will tell them, “Yes Santa does exist. But his name is actually Rusty and he is very good at bar trivia.”
Ha, awesome Tony. Thanks.