Thursday, October 9, 2014
Which Reminds Me
After my first year at SCC, I remember that before going home for the summer I gave my address to Heather who lived in the room next to mine. Upon returning the next fall, Heather appeared at my door to berate me for returning the letter she had sent me. I told her that I had not received any letter from her. She produced an envelope that had been returned to her stamped as undeliverable. I looked at the address and it was not mine, as I told her. It was an address that would have been a couple of blocks away from our house, so obviously the post office automatically returned it to her without ever consulting me. And am I the post office that I should feel guilty about Heather's stupid mistakes? Spare me the stupid drama.