Gone Postal
Feb. 8th, 2003 02:37 pmParcels duly posted AT LAST... the woman at the post office thinks I'm insane now y'know... She's never there when I post boring normal things to the USA, she's only ever there when I post really weird crap.
She thought I was strange when I posted a pillowcase. She thought I was really weird when I posted smoky bacon flavour crisps. She thought I was pretty damned cracked sending a mechanical hamster in a perspex ball... but I think today was like the metaphorical straw that broke the camel's back, elevating me from weird to downright loony.
"What's in it?" says she, getting out the cutoms lable.
"It's an [***]," says I, "Thought you might just want to put that down as 'ornament'..."
She looked at me for a long time, then finally slightly nodded.
"Yes..." she said eventually. "I think that might be for the best."
I'll have to work hard to find equally strange gifts to send people in future, just cause I like that bemused look on her face every time I walk up to the counter bearing boxes.
She thought I was strange when I posted a pillowcase. She thought I was really weird when I posted smoky bacon flavour crisps. She thought I was pretty damned cracked sending a mechanical hamster in a perspex ball... but I think today was like the metaphorical straw that broke the camel's back, elevating me from weird to downright loony.
"What's in it?" says she, getting out the cutoms lable.
"It's an [***]," says I, "Thought you might just want to put that down as 'ornament'..."
She looked at me for a long time, then finally slightly nodded.
"Yes..." she said eventually. "I think that might be for the best."
I'll have to work hard to find equally strange gifts to send people in future, just cause I like that bemused look on her face every time I walk up to the counter bearing boxes.