Now that I know my fingerprints are usable - I have officially started stalking the mailman in search of the 171H. As you can see, nothing today.
Whoa - wait just one minute, what is this green behemoth? The mailman can't even get to our mailbox!! My brother-in-law (soon to be Uncle) Brian had his truck parked in front of our house and way too close to the mailbox for my comfort. (Of course, this has NEVER been an issue until today - I'm sure I would not have even noticed prior to my current obsession.)
Well this situation had to be fixed. I interrupted his roast beef sandwich lunch to promptly get him to move the truck. Luckily he is very good natured, knows me well and even helped snap the photos. No, I did not get out the tape measure but I did supervise the whole truck moving operation. Now that's more like it....
1 comment:
OK, that's pretty funny. Snicker snicker -- I love hearing stories about people who are as obsessive as I am!
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