I came home yesterday to this waiting in my mailbox for me.
In case you were wondering, it was a thank you card for a baby shower. The note on the bag goes on to apologize for the inconvenience caused by their tearing my mail to shreds. You see, the USPS processes so much mail, they can’t possibly do it correctly every time. Clearly, this little guy got stuck in some processing machine. Poor thing. I’m imagining that an unassuming postal worker tried to pull it out, much like I would at the copy machine and we all know how well that works.
But it’s okay, because the USPS? They care.