Interesting situation at the mailbox.....

Carla

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This happened last Sunday, the day I normally pay bills and run to the post office during off hours to mail them. Our PO has limited parking so when it is closed, they have a large box outside for outgoing mail. I jumped out and quickly deposited my mail in the box. When I turned around, a young gal (had to be at least 16 as she drove there) said to me "Excuse me. Could you tell me if that thing is where I put letters to be mailed out? I've never done this". Whaaaat? There now is a generation not knowing anything about how mail is processed? I told her "yes" but I didn't think to ask if she placed a stamp on it. Haha. If she didn't, she'll learn.
 

I was at the post office about a year or so ago, inside waiting in line for counter service.

Ahead of me was a young couple who were in the process of mailing one of these....

NASCARtire.jpg


Had it sitting right up there on the counter.

We are about an hour's drive from Daytona here. The couple, who were from out of state, had been to a race there and had somehow managed to obtain a used tire from one of the cars. Since they couldn't take it on the plane with them, they just decided to mail it back home.

Don't know if it ever got there.

I wish I'd had a camera though. Would've made a funny picture.
 
I was at the post office about a year or so ago, inside waiting in line for counter service.

Ahead of me was a young couple who were in the process of mailing one of these....

NASCARtire.jpg


Had it sitting right up there on the counter.

We are about an hour's drive from Daytona here. The couple, who were from out of state, had been to a race there and had somehow managed to obtain a used tire from one of the cars. Since they couldn't take it on the plane with them, they just decided to mail it back home.

Don't know if it ever got there.

I wish I'd had a camera though. Would've made a funny picture.

Whaaat? The stamp wouldn't stick?
 

I agree, I can't quite feature why anyone would feel the need to mail a tire. But sadly yes...this will be the generation that might never feel the need to hand write a note on a card or notepaper. Then address an envelope and put on a stamp. Oh and then go out and find a physical mail box. Sounds like the pony express there.
 
My first online purchase back in the early '90s was a set of Goodyear tires from tirerack.com. I believe they sent them via UPS, though.
 
Ask a millennial a puzzling question..." Do you know how to write in script/cursive?" The script might be interpreted as a screenplay and cursive as profanity. But really many schools don't teach it anymore. Maybe they'll figure it's some sort of app...
 
Actually

That is not as unique as you may think. Seems that used NASCAR tires make the best gift,and mailing them is the way to go. I have seen Flip Flops,coconuts,tires chickens pheasants,snakes, lumber,you name it,it gets mailed. Their was a basket maker in town,and she always mails her baskets unwrapped with a tag. 90% of package handling is automated. The equipment cannot read a fragile label so nice neat square packages get tossed onto a conveyer,to be kicked of into their corresponding container,sometimes dropping as a much as 10 or 15 feet. If you are lucky,your package will be on top,if not,on the bottom. An unwrapped basket will not play well with a sorting equipment,and therefore is hand sorted .
 
Around here they took many public pay phones out. Back in the day drug dealers used them. Now with cell phones the existing ones are just about museum pieces.
 
When you think about it, public phones were always a disgusting idea.

People pick their noses, sneeze into their hands, scratch themselves in yucky, stinky, private places, and handle God only knows what, then use their unwashed hands to pick up the reciever of a public phone, punch in the number they're calling with their germy finger tips, press the earpiece up against the side of their often unwashed heads and greasy, dirty ears and worst of all, breathe and spit who knows what kind of bacteria directly into the mouthpiece barely an inch away from their mouths

Then you come along and do the same thing.

Kinda sickening when you think about it.
 
When you think about it, public phones were always a disgusting idea.

People pick their noses, sneeze into their hands, scratch themselves in yucky, stinky, private places, and handle God only knows what, then use their unwashed hands to pick up the reciever of a public phone, punch in the number they're calling with their germy finger tips, press the earpiece up against the side of their often unwashed heads and greasy, dirty ears and worst of all, breathe and spit who knows what kind of bacteria directly into the mouthpiece barely an inch away from their mouths

Then you come along and do the same thing.

Kinda sickening when you think about it.

Oh nooo. It's good I never thought of that when I was younger! I was never allowed to talk on the phone when I was growing up for more than a few minutes. I had to walk several blocks to the pay phone. Yuk! Maybe the older we get, the more germaphobic we become. At work, I used to spray my phone with Lysol whenever someone I didn't know would use it.
 
Same thing goes for restaurants. The menu, salt & pepper shakers, the catsup bottles, jam packets, coffee sweeteners etc.

You'd be better off eating at home.
 


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