Is it just me, or are people crazy?
If you’ve been reading, you know that often times, our mail (916A) gets mixed up with the folks upstairs (916) and while neither I, nor anyone I have ever lived with, has particularly cared, seemingly every inhabitant of 916 has taken this as a personal affront, by either 916A or the post office. Obviously, with our addresses so similar and our mail boxes mere centimeters apart, mail gets mixed up. Personally, I simply take 10 seconds, flip through it, pull out anything destined for upstairs and put it in the appropriate mailbox.
Because I’m not crazy.
Recently, “Mark” purchased upstairs from the previous owner, “Renee.” Needless to say, Mark still gets some of Renee’s mail.
Well, this is needless to say to us.
Because we’re not crazy.
This morning I went through our mail and was instantly flumoxed. It seems Mark has been taking all mail addressed to Renee at 916 and writing “Doesn’t live here anymore!”
Then, he puts it in OUR mailbox.
Because he’s crazy…