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This is Nuts!!!!

This is probably one of those moments that just won't make as much sense
if you weren't there, but I have to write about it. I am, once again,
waiting on a phone call here at work, so this seems to be a good time to
tell the story.

I had a lot of stuff to pick up from my PO box today. It had been
accumulating for a while because I was feeling absolutely awful last
week and the thought of walking even a block was just too much for me.
So, I had a lot to get today. I'm loving our current weather. It's not
too hot, and it's still warm enough that I don't need a sweater or
jacket or anything. It's currently 59 degrees so to me, it's perfect. I
can normally do this run in about 15 minutes from start to finish. But,
today they needed a signature on a package, so I had to go wait in line
before I could even get the package in question. I was walking to the
counter, and this guy passed me up and cut in front of me in line. Then,
he started talking to me. He started off by saying hi, and that he was
fine. So, I assumed that he was talking on a cell phone. I'd say that
this was a reasonable assumption, especially since, every time I tried
asking him if he was in line, he'd interrupt me. So, I just kind of kept
my mouth shut. Someone came up behind me, so I figured that I was in
line, and not just waiting for someone to fill out some kind of slip or
whatever. So, he just kept talking and talking. I learned that there are
50-plus days left until Halloween, that he had taken the bus and walked
to the Post Office, that he was 63 years old and Norwegian, that some
lady he'd known had died in her home at the age of 85, his name, and all
kinds of stuff. Then, I finally realized that he was trying to talk to
me after all. So, exactly what am I supposed to say? I don't make it a
point of giving my name out to perfect strangers, and I just didn't have
a clue how to respond. Fortunately, I was saved by the fact that his
turn came up, and then I was helped a few seconds later. But, I was just
kind of standing there trying to figure out exactly what had just
happened. It all happened in about 60 seconds or so and my mind was kind
of trying to process all these completely random facts. Chances are
pretty high that I'll never run into this guy again, so I'm guessing
that there's not going to be a quiz later in the week. So why is it
exactly that I always seem to have such interesting encounters on my PO
box runs? I honestly haven't got a clue. The one thing I do know though
is that my back is absolutely killing me now after that short walk.
There was nothing heavy that I had to carry, but my back apparently
doesn't believe me. Another four hours and I'll have my nice recliner to
make it better again. SMILE!!!