Dear County Agent Guy:
I recently stopped at the post office to mail a few packets. This is something that would normally take only a few minutes, but it consumed nearly half an hour and caused my wife to suffer some undue alarm.It wasn’t the post office’s fault. As I approached its exit, a vaguely familiar face hovered before me.It took a moment for the memory synapses to click. “Mr. Schrader?”...
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