Some days just feel silly, knowing that despite your best efforts, there will continue to be a load of mail to deliver the next!
I neglected an entry yesterday because I got off early--something that never happens. I therefore rejoiced in an unusual amount of free-time.
Also, while I was casing up my route, I got a random message from my supervisor who is currently stationed somewhere in Indy. Since he used to be a city carrier, he has to go back and carry mail for a month after about four months of supervising or something--I'm not sure about the logistics of it. Still, he was dreading having to go back and carry mail in this heat--it's gotta be a tough transition going from being inside working to being outside. Anyways, he taped this message to a pile of flats that were being shipped down from the Indy station to us--I was randomly the one to discover said message as well, since it was a bundle of my flats that the message was taped to. I passed it around the office and we all got a good laugh, especially the supervisors working that day.
Tuesday was a fine day--decent weather, a decent walking route, and of course, getting off early--by early I mean having an 8-hour day. Ha!
Today on the other hand, whew. Delivering inside that mail-truck is exhausting on hot days--it dehydrates you so badly. Sure the fan makes a nice, warm breeze, but compared to walking outside in the fresh air and breeze, whew.
I got a nice surprise from a pre-school, though. They left an envelope for the mailman--which just so happened to be me that day--a bag of Jolly Ranchers and a drawing, shown below:
What a welcome surprise that was. I also had a couple of kids, ages 10-11 or so, run up to a set of cluster boxes when I was delivering. They were yelling, "The mail's here, the mail's here!" I commented to them on how they were the most enthusiastic people I've ever seen when it comes to getting the mail. Too bad there wasn't anything good in there for them--only ads. They didn't seem to mind, though.
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