I went to pick up a parcel from the Post Office today. (I've been expecting my energy efficient light bulbs- oops- lamps). However, they couldn't find it. After some thought, they reckoned that they had accidentally given it to the other Ian Grey who had been in the day before.
My first reaction was that "I'm the only Grey in this village". Then I remembered that I knew an Iain Gray who had been on the radio last Summer. There again, the names Ian and Grey aren't by any means unique.
I'm back at the Post office tomorrow. Will they have sorted it out?
Thursday, January 25, 2007
Mistaken identity...
Dewey Analogue mistaken identity, Post office
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2 comments:
Hi, Ian. I hope they sort it out for you. You haven't lived till you have experienced the post office here, though!
All's well that ends well.
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