Apr. 26th, 2004 10:51 am
Returned to sender
Must...break...livejournal cycling...
It was inevitable that, after posting about my father's and brother's foibles, one of my own would soon come to light. The other night, I found a returned letter in my mailbox. Puzzled, I kept examining the address for some sign of why it didn't make it to its destination. Then it struck to me: That's my city, state, and Zip Code on the envelope, not that of an East Coast bank.
DUH!
I'd still like to point out that it took a week for my local post office to determine that a street address within the local zip code does not exist.
It was inevitable that, after posting about my father's and brother's foibles, one of my own would soon come to light. The other night, I found a returned letter in my mailbox. Puzzled, I kept examining the address for some sign of why it didn't make it to its destination. Then it struck to me: That's my city, state, and Zip Code on the envelope, not that of an East Coast bank.
DUH!
I'd still like to point out that it took a week for my local post office to determine that a street address within the local zip code does not exist.