JackTales

Remember when I told you that you should never mail things that you probably don’t want to get into trouble for?

Well, it turns out the package contained drugs. Not just any drugs, but heroin. I contacted the DEA and Inspection Service when we got the package. A drug sniffing dog verified the contents.

The day of delivery, the postal inspectors determined the normal time the mail would be delivered, which was about 2:00 pm. They showed up around 11:30, and started getting ready. It looked like a party was going on in our parking lot, with about 20 people hanging out, yakking to each other. They were all dressed in civvies, and I thought, “This is it?”

All was fun and games until it started to get around 1:30. At this point, flack jackets, automatic weapons, and a battering ram all emerged. It looked like Inspection Service, DEA, state troopers, and maybe the FBI were all involved. The postal inspector borrowed a uniform and one of our trucks. After this was all said and done, off they went.

About two hours later most of the folks came back, and ditched their work gear, and took off. The postal inspectors hung out for a while processing paperwork.

I finally had to ask, “Well, did you get him?” My terse answer was, “Yeah, we got him.” I was afraid to pry for more details.

So ends the saga of the mystery package.

You know it’s a bad thing when you have two Federal agencies looking for a package sent to someone’s house. The DEA and Inspection Service are looking for a specific package. Can’t say who or what, but someone should’ve considered a different shipping service. I’ll let you know if this resolves itself…

Hmm…I took a look at my server logs, and it appears that someone’s been tracking me down. Well, hi someone, whoever you are. :::waving:::

Meanwhile, try the Postmaster’s Challenge!

Maybe taking up photography as a hobby wasn’t a good idea.

Photos Sold

Kewl. I was contacted by a magazine for permission to publish some of my Flickr photos. I said sure, provided a little information about each photo and kind of forgot about it.

Today they contacted me to tell me they’d be sending a check for $500 for 4 of the photos they are going to publish.

Fortune smiles upon the dysfunctionals. I’m a happy guy. And my Flickr pics are up to 250,000 hits, by the way.

I can use the good news. This week has been a horrible one at work. We had the holiday, which means a ton of mail waiting for us on the day after the holiday. We ended up on a national list of screwups. And I ended up in the middle of a procedural error on the part of another department.

$500. $500. That’s going to be my mantra today.