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Neither snow nor rain… my *ss.

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I sent a small box of Christmas gifts to North Carolina through the US postal service to our granddaughter of the heart on Tuesday the 16th of December.

I paid extra for 3 day delivery to make sure it was delivered on Friday the 19th so the presents would be under her tree before Xmas.

Let’s follow said package’s tortuous journey through tracking, shall we?

*Please read from the bottom of the pictures to the top*

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16th – Package left my town.

18th – Arrived and departed Boston.

So far, so good.

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19th – Package is back in Maine.

Why? I have no idea.

20th – Package leaves Maine and arrives in New Hampshire…

Okay, at least it’s headed south again.

But later in the day it’s back in Maine again. What the…

What!

21rst – Package leaves Maine, for the third time.

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21rst – Package arrives in New Hampshire.

22nd – Package is in transit to next facility.

But in actuality it didn’t go anywhere.

23rd – Package leaves New Hampshire and arrives in Massachusetts.

Let’s recap.

Maine to Massachusetts to Maine to NH to Maine to NH …for 3 days where it apparently bounced in and out of the warehouse…to Massachusetts.

7 days and it never managed to leave New England. WTH?

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On Christmas Eve it finally arrived in the South. Probably this way…

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Though I don’t understand how it arrived in Fayetteville, left Fayetteville and arrived back in Fayetteville in the course of 28 minutes.

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Ten days after it left Maine, my (3 day delivery) box of gifts arrived at its destination.

Better late than never should be the new postal service’s motto.

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News you can’t use.

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No one can use it, and yet it keeps coming.

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That sounds about right for the U.S. Postal Service these days.

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The only thing that could make a mummy scream like that is discovering she’s pregnant with Elon Musk’s 13th child.

I feel for you sister, I really do.

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Probably because he already has 3.

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I like tequila as much as the next girl but I’m getting extremely tired of celebrity booze brands and their stupid ads.

No one needs grass clippings up their…

Oh, never mind.

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Substitute 4 year old child with 77 year old retired Marine and you’d be living my life. If there’s a sign that says don’t touch, he touches. If it says do not enter, he enters. Clearly he thinks the rules apply to everyone but him.

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