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I ordered some shirts over the Internet. UPS tried to deliver them last Friday. I wasn't home, so they left me a note indicating that they scheduled a second delivery attempt for Tuesday after Memorial Day.
I had just gotten out of the shower today and started brushing my teeth. The door bell rang. I knew it was UPS trying to deliver the shirts and that I had to hurry because they don't wait around too long.
I threw the toothbrush down, put on my shorts and raced to the door. I ran out on the porch. She left the box there and had returned to her truck. I was grateful.
I wanted to yell, "Thank you," but my mouth was full of toothpaste and an ever increasing amount of saliva. She was looking at me from her truck.
I stepped to the edge of the porch and spit out the now voluminous amount of toothpaste and spit into the yard before exclaiming, "Thank you!"
She stared at me for several seconds, waved goodbye, and took off.
What on Earth did she think was going on?
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