Here’s an interesting one for y’all!
Actually, I find it a bit troubling if I’m being honest, and perhaps a sad sign of the times and where we are as people.
So, the picture above is an image that Amazon provided as proof that my package had been delivered - package circled in red; standard Amazon protocol.
However, the first issue is that is NOT a picture of my house! It’s NOT a picture of my stoop and front door! Nor is it a picture of my table! Which means, the package was NOT delivered to me!
The good news is that’s a picture of my neighbors house. Her stoop and front door, and her table. So no problem, we’ll stop by and simply pick up my package…
The second issue - Our neighbor, Merle, an 82 year old woman, answered the door. She was very friendly, chatty and welcoming to the neighborhood. However, she played Mickey-the-dunce and with a straight face, following a slight pause, flatly denied seeing or having any knowledge of my package - I kid you not!
The package contained a small cookie spatula, which works perfectly for flipping over easy eggs. It also had my name and address on the package too. Now, I’m guessing she wouldn’t know or recognize my name but she would most definitely know my address seeing that’s it’s new to the neighborhood!
The one certainty that is highly unlikely is that Merle ordered a cookie spatula too.
I’m struggling with a 82 year old nana type woman doing something like this, alas.
All I can say is karma baby! It’s called karma and it will come a knocking on old Merle’s door one of these days.
