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USPS: What the hell? - Paint It Black
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USPS: What the hell?
Some of you out there may remember that around a month and a half ago I wrote a disgruntled entry about how the USPS can blow me. That was because, as best as could be determined at the time, the USPS had managed to lose the original artwork to a commission I had with Blotch. The delivery confirmation said it had been dropped off weeks before somewhere in Peotone, IL -- which is most certainly not where I live.

You'll never believe what I found in my mailbox today -- although the whole fact that this entry is being made sort of gives away the answer. You guessed correctly: the envelope that I had utterly given up hope on somehow arrived today in my mailbox. No note from the postal office is attached, the envelope has never been opened, no explanation is provided for where this envelope has been the last 8 weeks. But you can bet that it has some stories to tell.

I have no answer for this, either...

Everything will be alright

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gingerpook From: gingerpook Date: May 9th, 2007 03:42 am (UTC) (Link)
Can anyone be able to put something in your mailbox? If so, the recipient of your wayward parcel may have decided to earn some good karma points.

Or possibly, took it to their post office for redelivery.
urocyon From: urocyon Date: May 9th, 2007 07:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
Strictly, no.*  Not necessarily applicable to Jason's sitch, though.



*IANAL, etc.
jingle From: jingle Date: May 9th, 2007 04:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
Postal Service wormholes. Gotta love 'em. Looks like yours hit one of the newly identified S2M3 (super-slow misdirected media mail) wormholes.
duckhunter From: duckhunter Date: May 9th, 2007 05:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
Back in the Pleocine (Around 1984, if I recall), I was going into high school, and I applied for a special class that had a limited amount of students.

The deadline came and went, so I registered as if I wasn't going to be in said class. Got a phone call later that week wondering why I didn't want to be in said class after I had been accepted.

Eyup. Acceptance lost in the mail. No big deal. Redid my schedule, and all was well with the world.

About 383 days after it was sent, I got my acceptence letter. Yep, over a year.

For added fun, my house was, litterally, a straight shot to the high school, about 1.5 miles away.

For those keeping score - That's .0001523 miles per hour. Just over 9 inches an hour.

But, hey - You got your art in one piece. That's always a bonus.
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