-The people I live with think I know too many trivial things, and don't want me saying them ( Read more... )

So my stay in Amity is over, unceremoniously, and now I have no assignment for the next week ( Read more... )

-Provided useless information to the Woodbridge PD about a burglary that occurred along my route. No one was hurt, no suspects...you know, just like the bank robbery, but with a little less rain and a lot less trauma ( Read more... )

I had to retell the story of the bank robbery twice today. I won't say I mind, but it's hard to explain exactly where I fit in the narrative. I didn't play a traditional role, even to my own perspective ( Read more... )

...I wish I'd been wearing a clean shirt when I met TD Bank corporate. And the FBI. And the Woodbridge cops, although we've been working and eating next to each other for months. (The tellers are used to me coming in looking like a Federally-clothed hobo ( Read more... )

If that one pillar in the bank lobby had been thinner, they would have seen me, and I might not be typing this.
But I am.
Here's the link: http://www.wfsb.com/news/19107397/detail.html#-
Goodnight, intarwebs. I can't imagine how I'll ever top this one.

-One more month on Route 2504, and then, well...who knows ( Read more... )

The hip new trend in postal management is to give everybody their non-scheduled day off. On the Amity job, it's Wednesday. I have no problem with that, since Wednesdays are apparently not a popular day to do laundry; I have the laundromat to myself, which is, to be frank, a tiny slice of Heaven itself ( Read more... )

It wasn't Frank. Frank is fine. He will probably be sitting there, happily reading the paper, when I arrive in Amity ( Read more... )

-A man was beaten and deheadified for your edification...and so Hallmark could sell totems based on his cardiac tissue ( Read more... )