08/21/20 Grif.Net - Going Postal (part 5)
Robert Griffin
[Had better jokes promised, but the mail is late again. Sorry.]
A friend got a job as a postman. On his first day, he was handed a letter. When he looked at it, he thought “This isn’t for me” and handed it back.
Got stuck for ages behind Satan in the long line at the Post Office. Evidently the devil takes many forms.
What do you get if you cross a werewolf with a dog? A terrified postman.
Life is hard as a postman. Seems ominous that on the first day they give you the sack.
Stamps. They sit in the corner and do nothing all day and somehow still travel all over the world. Now that is MY kinda job.
Our main branch of the post office has a small postcard museum display. Sadly, not much to write home about.
Local shop has a sign saying “Stamps sold by the book”. Good to know they follow the rules.
I don’t know why my dog gets so excited when she sees the postman. It’s almost never for her.
I was waiting for an interview for a job as a postman but it turns out they never got the application I mailed.
Delighted that the post office finally delivered the book I ordered called “How to Make your own Watch”. It’s about time.
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Dr Bob Griffin
"Jesus Knows Me, This I Love!"