Working at the post office…
I’m used to dealing with a moody public.
So, when one irate customer stormed my desk,
I responded in my calmest voice,
“What’s the trouble?”
“I went out this morning,” she began,
“and when I came home, I found a card saying the mailman tried to deliver a package, but no one was home.
… I’ll have you know, my husband was in all morning! He never heard a thing!”
After apologizing, I got her parcel.
“Oh good!” she gushed. “We’ve been waiting for this for ages!”
“What is it?” I asked.
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“My husband’s new hearing aid.”
