I got a envelope from the Postmaster today. On the outside it said, “Dear Valued Postal Customer: I want to extend my sincere apology as your Postmaster for the enclosed document that was inadvertently damaged in handling by your Postal Service.”
This was the enclosed document:
Yes, that is the entire document that I received from the Postmaster — a scrap of envelope that just so happened to have my return address on the back.
This is from one of the thank-you cards I sent to people who gave me gifts at my New Year’s/Birthday party. I hope the rest of the card arrived at its destination even though it had a big bite taken out of it, but what if it didn’t? Someone might be going unthanked. That worries me. So, unknown but very thoughtful gift-giver, I hope you will accept this as my hand-written note of appreciation.
This also applies to whoever gave me the box of Teuscher chocolates that got separated from its card. (Don’t be shy; identify yourself!)
aaaa1 that happened to me once, but the document was my social security card application. I am still dealing with that little snafu from the post office.
We were nicely thanked in our card but Tim was disappointed you didn’t mention anything about his “surfing.”
the princess says
that was me, so sorry about that! i made a spelling error, assumed (and we know was that does) that I could do a facebook move and re-write.
what I wanted to say is that your post was hilarious, and I think that you have solved the problem with the hand written thank you. what a nice touch wendyb
The postmaster is so helpful. They sent me my maagzine cover only last week wrapped nicely in a plastic bag.
Chocolates? Are you sharing?
Sure, Suze, come over! We can watch some Law & Order reruns and eat candy.
Practically Perfect In Every Way says
you are welcome. as you were.
pistols at dawn says
I got a letter like that once from a girlfriend I’d broken up with a year ago. I went over there, assuming she wanted to have another stunning eight seconds of sub par sex, and her husband was not pleased to see me. Seems like that letter had been lost for approximately just over a year, and I lost about a year of my life getting out of the coma the Mr. decided I needed.
Aw lame! What a waste of a super cute stamp!
That would worry me to. Who was that postcard supposed to go to? Will they find out that you thanked everyone but them? Should you repost thank-you cards to everyone or just call them up? Yeah … I’m neurotic.
La Belette Rouge says
Your post makes me want to go to the post office. I love the bear stamp.
Weasel, I am actually very irritated by the expression on that bear’s face. He is giving me a look like, “I don’t know what happened!” And he should know, because he was there.