Monday, November 19, 2018

It’s a Legitimate Question

I drop off the package at the post office, and the worker behind the two inch thick plexiglass prints me out a receipt while bopping quietly away to whatever music is playing through the one headphone she’s got in her right ear.

On the sidewalk out front I snap a picture on my phone of the receipt and shoot a text of it to Katie, so we both have a copy of the proof that it went out, then, after a moment’s thought, I go back inside.

“That package’ll go out today, right?” I ask the woman who helped me.

“It has to,” she says, looking at me incredulously.

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