I didn't expect to run into anyone in the post office when I arrived there at 7:10 on Thursday. [The PO locks its doors at 8:00] There were only two cars in the parking lot; I assumed they belonged to staff. You know what assuming means...
When I walked inside, there was a very confused looking woman standing next to the blue bin just inside the door. I was only a few steps in the door when she demanded of me, "Is this for trash? It says 'paper only.' I've been putting mail in here."
"I think it's for recycling, but paper only," I replied as I opened and closed my empty P.O. box. She stood there in silence, staring down at the bin. As I walked past to exit, she exclaimed, "This is a terrible place to put this!"
"Yeah, it's not a very safe way to get rid of your mail..." then I glanced at her face. "OH. You've been putting outgoing mail in there?"
"Yes! Where is it supposed to go?"
"Do you see the black slots on the wall behind you with the pick up times listed?" I tried not to laugh as I gestured.
She turned around with a shocked, disbelieving smile on her face, "I wonder how many people have done this!"
I had no response.