Last Day at the P.O.

The “PO”!

Hah….that’s pretty funny because sometimes I get kind of “P.O.’d” when I’m at work.

Here’s a guy at his last day on the PO.

Why’d he do it?

Why’d he want to quit?

I’d be the wrong guy to ask that question….because….I can understand why he’d do it.

But….I don’t want to bite the hand that feeds me….so….I’ll keep my mouth quiet.

I don’t know if I’ll be able to film my last day.

It’ll be a lot more rural and a lot more chaotic than this guy’s route, though.

Hopefully, it’ll be a ways in the future, too.

We have accident reports in the morning where they tell us not to do dangerous things….and tell us all about the accidents that have happened out in the world….and…more often than not….it’s the LLVs like this guy drove that are runaways or slide into the lake or….whatever.

It’s mainly the vehicles that the post office maintains that go to heck and cause the problems.

I’m glad that I drive my own vehicle.

Good luck out in the world, Dude.

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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