Through the Eyes of a Delivery Goddess |
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I'll start with the typical disclaimer; I never intend to poke fun, or offend, or intimidate or ... of whatever else I might be accused... I simply relate an experience or story that in hindsight, made me chuckle or grin ... or at least "HMPH" in amusement. I always hope that these stories will bring at least a smirk to your face, or momentarily take you away from the stresses of the day at hand. That said, we're back in Crybaby Condos again. There is a very "cool" couple at one residence that we'd only spoken with via phone calls for the first few years of our delivery in this plan. We always attempt to toss all papers in the Condos onto their porches - some don't make it the whole way, but most times, it's at least on the sidewalk. One evening, I delivered this couple a pizza, and realized they are both in wheelchairs, so I told Bob, who was delivering to that housing plan at that time, to make sure it's at the door; I hadn't realized they were both in wheelchairs previously, and as we typically find ... the people who could really use it at or in their door, never say a word. A few days ago, it was just barely dawn, and as I was walking past their livingroom window to put the paper in the door, I could see someone sitting in the chair in the livingroom, and a walker sitting right in front of the chair. It's human nature to make contact with people, or to at least "double take" to make sure you really saw what you THINK you saw. It took an intense amount of consciousness NOT to look into the window, both walking to the door, and away from the door to my car. The following few days, it was dark enough that I couldn't see into the window, but then it happened again. I could sort of see into the room, and unfortunately, I was actually walking with my head turned more toward the window than before, and got a better look (unintentionally) into the room. The same thing caught my eye - a walker sitting in front of a recliner chair with someone's legs inside the walker ... but it turns out ... that's all it was ... SOMEONE'S LEGS. Two prosthesis or artificial legs, with shoes, sitting under the walker, in front of the recliner. OH, did I feel stupid! When I first saw the legs and walker, I assumed there had been a person there. Well, that's what I get for being a peeping tom, right? |