Friday, July 31, 2009

hoopin' it up

So...I've joined the American non-working force with "eliminated" positions.  It's the first time I have experienced this sort of shock, but I'm glad I have time for blogging again.  :)  I must admit I wasn't getting enough exposure to the general public to allow for any ridiculousness.  However, now that my days are filled with coffee shop job-surfing, reading, and enjoying the world around me I've had some interesting experiences.

I am spending my weekend in Venice Beach, CA...I know...that opens up a wealth of ridiculousness.  However, yesterday's giggle was actually away from the boardwalk and more mainstream.  Surprisingly.

I am staying at a recently moved into apartment of someone who is out of town.  While working on the resume yesterday afternoon, I heard a knock at the door.  Normally no one is home during the day, so I was hesitant to answer.  Earlier there were some workers hosing down the patio and had sprayed water against the front door leading to quite a mess of dirty water dripped down the door and puddling on the floor below.  I figured the knock was a concerned worker checking the stats on the patio "cleaning" job.  I answered and there was a confused postman in front of me...holding what appeared to be a large hula hoop wrapped in brown paper.  He asked for Elaine and I replied that I was sorry, but she didn't live here any more.  He asked again, hoping I'd change my mind.  When I explained again that she no longer lived here, he gave me the saddest look and put the brown-papered hula hoop around his neck and turned to continue with his deliveries.  That poor man had to traipse through the neighborhood carrying a large hula hoop and I'm sure when someone answered the door he was elated to be rid of it...only to learn he would have to return to the post office with the undeliverable package.  I'm sure he had a rough day in the office with that one.  I can see all his mail carrying peers giving him a hard time on that one.  I wonder if they secretly "mail" awkward packages on each other's routes as their "office antics".  You know, like how people in graphics alter pictures of others in the office for a laugh, computer programmers make pictures of elaborate scenes using only symbols on a keyboard, and 911 operators make fake calls of people choking on the other end of the line.  Hmmm...no?  As soon as I shut the door, I realized I should have just taken it...it could've been a great time-killer for me.  Oh well, next time...because I'm sure brown-papered hula hoops are delivered via USPS all the time.  I think 2010 will be the year of the brown-papered birthday hula hoop - be prepared friends.  :)