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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.



Wild Life


This one was experienced by a fellow female paper carrier. I need to commend her on her quick thinking; I'm sure I would have been stupid and gullable in this situation.

This carrier's job was to deliver newspapers to stores, and fill the coin boxes where you put in your coins, open the door and take a paper from the stack inside. As she pulled into a parking lot of a small, well-lit plaza, she pulled around to the coin boxes situated in front of the plaza's little diner. From the breezeway between the stores at the corner of the plaza ran a frantic young woman, waving her arms hysterically. It had been raining, or else the driver's window would have been rolled down, which turned out to be very beneficial this particular night. The driver locked the doors as the woman beat on the window, asking for a ride for her and her wet, straggley German Shepherd. The driver thankfully was near the beginning of her route, so the car seats were all stacked to the tops with newspapers. The driver rolled the window down a few inches and cunningly said, "If you let me deliver some of these papers, I'll be back for you in twenty minutes. But, I don't have any room for you and your dog until I can empty the seats. It won't take long, I deliver to stores. I'll be back in twenty." The woman agreed to stay and thanked the driver as she pulled away to the next store on her route, and called the police. Since she told the begger that she'd be back shortly, there was a good chance the cops could find the needy woman still at the coin boxes in the plaza.

Later, the police called the driver back, explaining that they had been looking for this run away for a few hours, and thanked her for her help.

You just never know when us night-time renegades can be of service to our wonderful Men in Blue.