nkb
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OK...so we all look forward to the mail delivery and hope a great prize will turn up, but I also DREAD the arrival of our mailman. The guy just creeps me out. I actually get up and close all of the blinds on the front side of the house 1/2 hour before the time he usually arrives because if he sees me inside and there's anything large enough to not go easily through the mail slot, he'll knock. Mind you, if my husband answers the door it's all business--here's your mail, I'm outta' here. But if I'm home alone and I get the door, he'll be on the porch giving me 10 minutes of insight into his personal life, how the job sucks, and especially any medical troubles he's facing.
The latest revelation is that his doctor diagnosed him with anxiety disorder, but he disagreed with that and GOT ANGRY about it!!! Am I the only one who's hearing the phrase "going postal" in her head?
My husband thinks it's funny--like the mailman just has a crush on me. I think he's really creepy, but I hope not dangerous. What can I do about it anyway? After all, the guy knows where I live. :laughing: I do feel kind of ridiculous hiding in the back room at delivery hour. All I can think when I hear a knock at the door is, "For the love of pizza, let it be UPS!"
The latest revelation is that his doctor diagnosed him with anxiety disorder, but he disagreed with that and GOT ANGRY about it!!! Am I the only one who's hearing the phrase "going postal" in her head?
My husband thinks it's funny--like the mailman just has a crush on me. I think he's really creepy, but I hope not dangerous. What can I do about it anyway? After all, the guy knows where I live. :laughing: I do feel kind of ridiculous hiding in the back room at delivery hour. All I can think when I hear a knock at the door is, "For the love of pizza, let it be UPS!"