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So I'm sitting up in my office and two teenage boys stroll down my street. One of the two opens up my mailbox, looks inside, walks away, doubles back and looks back in it again, then carries on down the street.
So I open up my window and say, "Hey, why are you opening my mailbox?"
Kid says, "Oh, I was just sticking something in there because we thought we might be walking back this way."
"Well don't do that. That's not cool."
I didn't see him put anything in my mailbox, but I'll go check in a minute. Before I could close the window, the little shit says, "Fuckin' bitch."
So now, in my quiet little neighborhood, I get to worry about these hooligans screwing around with my mail. I get Netflix movies and coffee deliveries and if I've pissed them off, I've drawn unwanted attention to myself and my stupid mailbox.
I don't like this one bit.
So I open up my window and say, "Hey, why are you opening my mailbox?"
Kid says, "Oh, I was just sticking something in there because we thought we might be walking back this way."
"Well don't do that. That's not cool."
I didn't see him put anything in my mailbox, but I'll go check in a minute. Before I could close the window, the little shit says, "Fuckin' bitch."
So now, in my quiet little neighborhood, I get to worry about these hooligans screwing around with my mail. I get Netflix movies and coffee deliveries and if I've pissed them off, I've drawn unwanted attention to myself and my stupid mailbox.
I don't like this one bit.