I was sitting here thinking about my friends and thought I should add my local maillady to the mix. Everyday at 11:30am-1:00pm I wait to hear the hum of her engine pull up to the house. I have a very small box at the end of the court so she hand delivers all my packages to me. Nothing gets my goat more than at 1:30pm not getting anything then running down to the box only to see the sign "mail not in or mail in". If its not here I wonder where could she be if its in and I didn't get anything well I made a trip to the box for nothing. Who cares if I just won a million dollars from Ed McMann he can stay another day in the box, won't kill him!
But on those days I see her pull up and she looks like Santa with her arms full of packages. The excitement builds and the frenzy of ripping open all the packages as fast as possible to see what came. Theres always those days when ackages arrive and I open them and theres kids clothing, no fun in that.
Just means my kids won't be going naked!
So remember the next time you see your mail man/woman thank them as a collector they are our Santas year round! But remember to throw tomatoes at the Post master general and blame them for all the postage rate hikes!