On a walk this morning I chanced upon a postal delivery person who had just stopped his vehicle to take a bag of mail and deliver it on the selected street.
Being a creature of little common sense, I opened my mouth and said, "And what is the mail about on this day?" Just after the words left my mouth, my eyes noted that the post person was not alone. There was another postal person with a notepad and pen in hand who was in fact following the postal deliverer rather closely.
So now the inspector had something to write on his clipboard. It may have said, "Citizen interferes with postal person by asking inappropriate question. Delivery person gave two word reply "Bed and Bath". Delivery person passes trick question test."
I have noted a postal delivery truck being following by another delivery truck but this was a first personal watcher in my limited experience. Perhaps the intent is to count the aggressive dogs or cats, the broken sidewalks, or other menaces to a government employee.
This was no doubt a serious and necessary strategy. Having just been to see HMS Pinafore at the Guthrie Theater in Minneapolis it is difficult to avoid thoughts of songs like, "I am the inspector of the Post Office!" There is a tune for those words which is now engraved indelibly in the mind of us all - even you.
Being a creature of little common sense, I opened my mouth and said, "And what is the mail about on this day?" Just after the words left my mouth, my eyes noted that the post person was not alone. There was another postal person with a notepad and pen in hand who was in fact following the postal deliverer rather closely.
So now the inspector had something to write on his clipboard. It may have said, "Citizen interferes with postal person by asking inappropriate question. Delivery person gave two word reply "Bed and Bath". Delivery person passes trick question test."
I have noted a postal delivery truck being following by another delivery truck but this was a first personal watcher in my limited experience. Perhaps the intent is to count the aggressive dogs or cats, the broken sidewalks, or other menaces to a government employee.
This was no doubt a serious and necessary strategy. Having just been to see HMS Pinafore at the Guthrie Theater in Minneapolis it is difficult to avoid thoughts of songs like, "I am the inspector of the Post Office!" There is a tune for those words which is now engraved indelibly in the mind of us all - even you.