yes, another stock photograph. i apologize - i was whipping out my camera when suddenly it hit me that photographing a mailbox might be a federal offense. or maybe it's taking pictures of someone's mail. or the mailman. or just tampering with mail.
either way, i have enough problems right now without being incarcerated. so why is a mailbox a symbol of my friday? well, the story begins last week...
during a jaunt around manhattan, i tossed a netflix in a random upper west side mailbox. the next morning i had a notification from netflix that they had received the disc. really? in less than 18 hours the mail was picked up from the mailbox, processed, shipped out AND already received by the recipient? well, i was amazed. and a little disconcerted. unless this was just a special magical mailbox...are us outer-boroughers getting shafted by the post office? is manhattan mail moved more quickly? the netflix facility is in queens - so is my apartment - so shouldn't the movies i mail from my local mailbox get there faster than this one did? i spent hours pondering this, and for the first time ever realized there might actually be something that would get me to move into the only borough i've never lived in. who would've thought it would be a stupid blue metal box.
in any event, i've been on a mailbox crusade ever since, and having an important letter to mail today* decided i wouldn't drop it in my local mailbox on the way to the train, but would instead mail it once i got into manhattan. worrying that there wouldn't be a mailbox along my route this morning - since i find you can never find a mailbox when you really need one - i wondered if there was someplace where you can look up mailbox locations.
and there is. and you can even find out pick-up times! and i swear it's my new favorite website. missy refused to partake in my joy over this last night, but hopefully you all will.
enjoy.
*i know. you ask, who even mails stuff anymore**? why do you have so much interaction with mailboxes, chrissy? join the computer age!
**a frequent stop-off when driving with my parents is the post office, to drop off mail via the drive-through boxes. probably 50% of all car trips involve a stop there. i kid you not - i wouldn't be surprised if there was a photo of our car hanging inside the building next to the flag. our family is postal for the post office.
2 comments:
I like where it says on that mailbox website:
Did you know that blue USPS mailboxes are disappearing throughout the United States?
Is someone stealing them?
if they are, i wonder where they are storing them...
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