When Karma Bites You in the Ass.
Around the office I am known as the Stamp Queen. This is because, inevitably in a postage crisis, I have stamps ready and available to steal/beg/borrow/purchase.
Today someone asked me how much stamps were these days. I don't even keep track any more. With the advent of the "first class" stamps, now you can purchase with a credit card and never really do the math.
Well she mocked me. Told me she was revoking my status as Stamp Queen.
Wouldn't you know it, two hours later she dropped a package in the mailbox and completely forgot to put ANY postage on it.
Karma's a bitch eh?
Today someone asked me how much stamps were these days. I don't even keep track any more. With the advent of the "first class" stamps, now you can purchase with a credit card and never really do the math.
Well she mocked me. Told me she was revoking my status as Stamp Queen.
Wouldn't you know it, two hours later she dropped a package in the mailbox and completely forgot to put ANY postage on it.
Karma's a bitch eh?
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