oh my word
the postman walks in today and says, 'he's with me,' referring to the guy following him. he then makes the comment, 'he's being groomed for when I retire.''when are you retiring?' I ask as he continues to walk down the hall to the mail room. silence.
he comes back down the hall, heading towards the door and says, 'I'm eligible at the end of June, but I'm not sure I'm going to go then.'
to which I reply very sincerely, 'no, don't retire. what will we do?'
he says, pointing to the guy who's with him, 'you can break him in.'
we say our goodbyes, the typical 'have a good afternoon.' and they leave.
I sit at my desk for a moment and then crack up laughing, realizing that I just told the postman at work (whose name I can't even remember) that I didn't want him to retire. seriously? wow. maybe I made his day, though. maybe he just thinks I'm weird, in which case, he'd be right, I think.
posted by Loren @ 11:43 AM
3 Comments:
ha ha ha...he's probably gonna blog tonight, "Weird Girl who doesn't even know my name urged me today to not retire. Uh huh."
OR
He could blog, "Cute Girl Who Makes Me Smile was joking today and told me not to retire. Good one! Arizona, here I come!"
Oh, Loren, that's precious! I remember working retail, how we did almost form relationships with the ups and fedex guys and stuff, and when a "new guy" would come, you were like, "Hey! Where's whats-his-name!"
Hey, where are you??? I miss your blogs! Post something! Post something!!!!
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