You guys remember the mailbox comparison I made earlier this month?
Of course you do. So lucky for us the ladder-mailbox has been converted to a trashcan-mailbox. I can’t decide if this is an upgrade or a downgrade. You pick.
I can say that if I worked for USPS I would be hesitant to approach this receptacle. I would be worried that Oscar the Grouch would pop out in all his fuzzy, matted, glory. And man, can that little dude talk. He just goes on and on and nobody can ever get away from him. Nobody.
Worse still, everything he says is negative. Yeah I get it, your life is a wreck and everything sucks but the first thing I would do is move out of the damn garbage can. You can only go up from there.
Okay. I’ve lost interest in all of this. I’m going to put down the mailboxes unless something really unusual happens. Like Bill Murray shows up, collecting mail with a spatula.
Fine. Yes, I did take this photo just a few minutes ago. From my truck as I was driving by. I didn’t even come to a complete stop. However, It is downright gorgeous outside. I’ve been driving my workdesk all day and coming out to these beautiful temperatures really gave a boost to my spirit…so I wasn’t thinking safety first.
Anyways. If you’re still at work get out of there as soon as you can. As fast as you can. Like when there was a fire at the birthday party and George Costanza was pushing over kids and knocking down clowns during his hasty exit. Do that. Or at least keep him in spirit.
And then stop at Blue Goose and get yourself something from the bakery. Anything will do. You deserve it.