Oh, believe me, I’m not proud.
In one of my writing jobs, I actually warned thousands of people not to do it. Those folks passed on the warning to thousands more.
But sure enough, I got caught up into a very busy day and while whirling around I thought I’d quickly go out to the mailbox and grab the mail. As I turned the key the to the box and opened the door, I stared at the empty contents as the thoughts flew quickly: “I must be too early, they haven’t come yet. But wait, that’s odd. We usually get the mail by now. I wonder if….oh, crap!”
It was Veterans Day. No schools, no banks and NO MAIL!
I quickly glanced up and down the street to see if any of our neighbors had noticed. The coast was clear, no one had driven by in the time I had stood out in front of the mailboxes. So if I just closed and locked the mailbox door and slowly made my way to the car.
As far as I know, I got away with it. But I had sworn I wouldn’t do this. National Holiday equals no mail. Pretty easy concept to grasp, yet, for someone, I always seem to forget. Well, at least it’s the first time since….well, Columbus Day.