the kindness of postal clerks
Never let it be said that the Military Post Offices have any relation at all to the US postal service other than the fact that they have a zip code.
About mid-day I received a very nice email from one of the civilians working at the Heidelberg (used to be hospital and is now an Acute Care Clinic) Mail Room.
Was I – he inquired – the person who sent this Tuff box from downrange? It seems like I had done a complete Malaprop on the receivers name, flipping first and last initials followed by changing the suffixes such that – if I hadn’t know that GL was really LG there was absolutely no way I would have guessed.
He figured that I must be headed back from downrange and probably did not want to the Tuff Box to go back there (I wonder what, in my extreme tiredness, I actually wrote for a forwarding address on that Bagram Mailroom card ….). So he just thought he would check.
Please note – it is not like he had my email just sitting around on the shelf. I haven’t used this mail room since 2007 and his name was not familiar. Sending me an email meant that he took the time to go on line, look me up and write.
Think I will hike over first thing in the morning and thank him. Along with stopping at the G1 and apologising to Lory for messing up his name…. And then I will drag my Tuff Box home. Knowing that it must contain that flipping cable along with the last couple of items I need to clear CIF.