Dear Mailman, Goodbye

Dear Mailman,

I saw my old boss a little while ago. And she told me the most bittersweet news. She saw you on a weekend, decked out in summer prints and a lawn chair. The two of you talked for at least ten minutes about life and work.

I am happy for my old boss seeing as it took years of working there to befriend you in any fashion. With this, I support you in your settled ways. I will simply inform you that I miss you, and I’m sad we never had a slumber party with movies and popcorn and “would you rather.”

I wish you luck.

 

Freshly ground cinnamon on top of your apple cider,

Me

 

Mailman, a chance encounter

Dear Mailman,

I was holding my pasta with alfredo sauce and large bag of gummy bears. I was on the phone, conversing with my sibling who is possibly getting a root canal. You were there. Across on the other path, going in the opposite direction with your trailer of blue boxes in tow. You looked at me. I said hi! You said hello.

You said hello loud enough for me to hear you ten feet away. A big day Mr. Mailman. Things are moving.

Iced coffee and chocolate,

Me

Mailman, our day begins

Dear Mailman,

You missed me! I said good morning, and you said GOOD MORNING back to me! I said thank you, and you said “welcome”. I’m on to something here. You didn’t even look (so) mad!

Oh I have two more tries to get this done today. I think today is my lucky day. Let’s just hope you don’t notice that I am writing this while you come to pick up the intercampus mail. That would get awkward.

Bananers, chocolate and peanutbuttery goodness (my breakfast),

Me

Mailman, where are you?

Dear Mailman,

Okay, I know that I haven’t been stationed at the desk this week besides the receptionist’s lunch hours, but that is just simply not an excuse to avoid coming at your regularly designated time slot in order to deliver mail. Did you quit? Will I never see you again? Maybe I pushed you too hard. Damnit, I just loved too much, wanted too much, it’s like that character from animaniacs who used to squeeze her pets too hard, or Lenny and his pet rabbits that he holds in his monster hands. I went too far.

I digress. I will be at the desk all day tomorrow. ALL DAY. How can you avoid this. Do not send the chipper red-headed man, he is much too easy. You are like the antelope to my alligator, come get a drink.

A round of kumbayah,

Me

P.S. I do not mean to sound violent or wishing ill-will towards you, I simply miss you and your grump grump face.

*UPDATE* After meticulous research (thank you wikipedia) I am correct! It is a rabbit… of mice and men is simply the title: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Of_Mice_and_Men

Mailman, it’s 3:40pm

Dear Mailman,

You didn’t look at me while you went up the stairs. That is okay. HOWEVER. Today you said, “hi” back, and it was almost nice sounding. I told you to have a good weekend and you said “ya” or something like that, it was half-grunt half-affirmative.¬† Then you stomped out of here. I’m getting somewhere.

Fresh picked strawberries and fuzzy peaches,

Me