Yesterday I went to the Post Office since I have to get all my mail there because of dumb mountain stuff. The bin of packages was blocking my mailbox and the postal worker asked if I needed her to move it.
I said, "Yeah, sorry. But I am here to pick up that same backpack. How weird!"
She was wearing a pomeranian in a backpack and it was seriously the very pack I had just come to check if had arrived.
"Oh, I just put that in a locker. Hold on. What's your last name?"
"Mitch--"
"--ell" she finished at the same time and laughed.
"Mine's for a cat but I did get the same one."
"Yup," she said handing me the package.
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