Thursday, October 08, 2015

For Fuck's Sake

Dear UPS:

It's 8pm. I'm sitting about 8 feet away on the other side of my door. You can see my lights are on, and you can hear my tv. But no no, please just dump my package and scurry away without bothering to knock so I know it's there. Next time please leave a shining red light with a bell alerting the city of DC that there's some free shit outside my apartment if they want it.

Thank you.


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