dust to dust

I got called back to the Post Office today to take a late express package out for delivery.

It was one that came in late….so I didn’t find out about it until I got the call at 12:45.

Express packages have to be delivered by 3:00.

That’s a bugger.

I took it with me on the second half of the route….and by diverting a little on my line of travel, I was able to get it there in time.

It was kind of heavy…..packed in one of our flat rate boxes….insured for $90.00.

I don’t know how they came up with the $90.00 part.

It was only when I was talking to the recipient of the package (about how Netflix wasn’t a good company anymore) that I noticed the sticker on the side of the package that said that it contained cremated remains….ashes.

That’s weird.

I think that it was the first one of those that I’d delivered.

I wonder if I’ll get mailed somewhere….someday?

That’s a cheap way to travel across the country….but I think that I can wait awhile to enjoy that kind of trip.

It’s surprising how much a person can weigh….even if they’re only ashes.



About Peter Rorvig

I'm a non-practicing artist, a mailman, a husband, a father...not listed in order of importance. I believe that things can always get better....and that things are usually better than we think.

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