They came to the house of the synagogue official;
and He saw a commotion, and people loudly weeping and wailing.
And entering in, He said to them, “Why make a commotion and weep? The child has not died, but is asleep.”
Here are the highlights of my second day of class. This is assuming that highlights can be negative as well.
Me: “The mailroom sent me an email that I had a package, but I couldn’t print the email out.”
Scary Mailroom Lady: “The email said if you can’t print it out, you need to tell me whether it’s on the shelf, in the office, or on its way to Equatorial Guinea.”
Me: “But it didn’t—”
Scary Mailroom Lady: “Shut up, it did.”
[For reference, this is the exact email they sent me, in its entirety:
Your Package Has Arrived!
From…………..: DISTRIBUTION SERVICES
To…………….: FERGUSON, KATHLEEN
Box # …………: XXXX
Tracking Number…: 1Z99V5500300047184
Carrier………..: United Parcel Service
Date/Time Received: 8/26/2005 XXXX
Package Location : OFFICE
STUDENT MUST PRESENT I.D. CARD!
PRINTED COPY OF THIS EMAIL WILL EXPEDITE
PACKAGE PICKUP. IF PACKAGE IS NOT PICKED UP
WITHIN 10 DAYS, IT WILL BE RETURNED TO SENDER.]
Me: “But I can see it right there, filed in the F cubbyhole. Number XXXX.”
Scary Mailroom Lady: “My evil plot has failed! I will have to give you your package after emitting an alarming amount of smoke from my ears and scanning your ugly new ID three times.”
One thought on “The Second Day of Class: A Mailroom Tale”
Yesterday and today’s blogs are such a hoot! Glad you didn’t get arrested or murdered by the evil mailroom lady!