CURBSIDE ETIQUETTE

Through the Eyes of a Delivery Goddess



Below you will find links to dates when new entries are added. The stories will not necessarily be in chronological order, but rather as I remember them. I am dating them so that you can skip to new ones you haven't read since the last time you visited, and so that you are more easily able to find something you found humorous to share with others.
Special 9-11 Edition


There is a young fellow working at the junkyard named "Mike" - the other junkyard dogs [co-workers] lovingly call him "Mad Mike" because, after all, what would a workplace be without nicknames for everyone? (...maybe someday, I'll tell you what mine is.) Once I learned more about Mike's background, I began to call him "Miracle Mike". Apparently about twenty years ago, Mike was the victim of a drunk driving accident, was in a coma for at least three weeks, and nearly died at one point after his arrival at the hospital. Mike is a very talented artist, putting his skills on the back burner because today's ill-informed corporate world thinks that you need a piece of paper sporting a Seal of Completion, (proof of a degree), before you can be hired to a rut job with a fancy time clock and possibly even health benefits and regular cost of living raises.

When Mike strolls into the office each day, I enjoy greeting him with, "Hi, Miracle Mike!" -it seems to make him smile. Today however, rather than the usual warm smile, Mike responded with, "I just had another miracle happen." He went on to explain that the radio was playing the song "Battle of Evermore" by the seventies rock group, Led Zeppelin, with repetative lyrics, "Bring it Back". When he looked down at the dirt under his feet, he could see something silver colored that caught his eye. He bent down to pick up a medallion that he assumed was originally part of someone's keychain; it was silver with a stamped picture in the middle, a painted green background, and the words, "World Trade Center, New York" stamped around the perimeter of the medallion.

The five of us in the office were momentarily silent. What was there to say? What are the chances - or purposes - of finding something marked "World Trade Center" on the eighth anniversary of the worst terrorist attack the United States has ever suffered? And ... it was uncovered by Miracle Mike!

God Bless America!