Yesterday, I got this notification, telling me that my delicious, delicious vegetarian marshmallows that you can only get by buying them on the internets and having them shipped from the States at an exorbitant rate are waiting for me at the post office. Usually, you get these little notification cards to tell you that they came by your house with your package and no one was home and so now, as punishment, you have to go to the post office to pick up your package instead of them just leaving it for you.
But this particular notice was a little different:
The didn’t leave my package because the road was closed? I mean, yeah, there were construction peeps digging up the road for some unknown reason, but clearly the letter carrier was able to get to my house, because he left the notification card there! What, the *marshmallows* were too heavy to carry half a block? They are marshmallows, for crying out loud!
Anyway, I’m going to the post office now.