Monday, April 19

Because my husband has all but abandoned his blog, I will have to tell this story myself.

He was delivering to some condos on Friday, and at one condo, a woman came to the door. When he showed her the package, she balked. "This is for my husband, and he's dead," she said. "It's a pair of shoes or something. He's already been cremated," she told him, with not a hint of grief.

"Well, you can refuse the package," he told her.

So that's what she did.
On his scanner, he has to put in a reason for refusal. Since "dead" wasn't on there, he chose the option "late."
Which, I guess, is correct. The package was so late, that the recipient is now the late recipient.

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