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Let's just say this week has been a really rough week. One of the roughest in a while. Today I just about reached my snapping point at work. But that's another story.
So all day I kept thinking about how there would most likely be a little package comming to my house today via USPS. But it was insured so I had to be there to sign for it.
I left work right when I was off. The L.A. traffic was pretty bad today. Then I hit two trains on the way home. And after the second one passed the crossing guard arms stayed down for a full 10 freakin' minutes. No train in sight. People were honking and yelling at... the crossing guard arms I guess.
Finally I get to the house and am hoping that I beat the mail lady. I looked into our mail box hoping to find it empty but it's jammed full of mail. And we all know what was in there. One of those "Sorry we missed you" messages that causes every Hog/Piglet that sinking feeling deep in the pit of their stomaches. I started to go into the house then it happened. I snapped. Not in a hostile way but in a "I'm getting my knife and I'm getting it now" kind of way.
So I hop into my truck and catch a mail man a few streets down. He tells me that the lady that delivers my mail should be a few streets down. So I spend about 5 minutes creeping in and out of residential streets until I spot her. I park right behind her truck and when she returns to her truck I get out with a big smile (she's a nice lady) and my delivery slip in hand. She sees it, gets my package, I sign for it, and the chicken is in the coop.
That's right baby. The BATAC is in the house.
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So for all you who have ever rushed home with the anticipation only INFI can bring only to find a "Sorry we missed you.." slip. This one is for you. For us. One for the little guys. Victory is ours.
Now excuse me while I go inspect the little sucker.
(Thanks again deusker
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I left work right when I was off. The L.A. traffic was pretty bad today. Then I hit two trains on the way home. And after the second one passed the crossing guard arms stayed down for a full 10 freakin' minutes. No train in sight. People were honking and yelling at... the crossing guard arms I guess.

Finally I get to the house and am hoping that I beat the mail lady. I looked into our mail box hoping to find it empty but it's jammed full of mail. And we all know what was in there. One of those "Sorry we missed you" messages that causes every Hog/Piglet that sinking feeling deep in the pit of their stomaches. I started to go into the house then it happened. I snapped. Not in a hostile way but in a "I'm getting my knife and I'm getting it now" kind of way.
So I hop into my truck and catch a mail man a few streets down. He tells me that the lady that delivers my mail should be a few streets down. So I spend about 5 minutes creeping in and out of residential streets until I spot her. I park right behind her truck and when she returns to her truck I get out with a big smile (she's a nice lady) and my delivery slip in hand. She sees it, gets my package, I sign for it, and the chicken is in the coop.
That's right baby. The BATAC is in the house.


So for all you who have ever rushed home with the anticipation only INFI can bring only to find a "Sorry we missed you.." slip. This one is for you. For us. One for the little guys. Victory is ours.

Now excuse me while I go inspect the little sucker.

(Thanks again deusker
