This Guy Is Junk Mail

(Our mailman has a history of delivering mail to the wrong address. The whole neighborhood has complained about it multiple times. For a while it seemed like he’d figured it out but in the past week we’ve gotten mail for our neighbor across the street once and someone in a completely different part of the neighborhood another time. Today I was raking when he arrives so I watch him put mail in the box across the street and then he hands mail directly to me.)

Me: “Hang on a second; I wanna make sure you’ve only given us our mail today.”

Mailman: *not even stopping for a second* “I did; I just checked it.”

(I open the folded bundle and immediately see that he has actually given me our neighbor’s mail, the house I just watched him deliver mail to.)

Me: “No, in fact, this is for them.” *gestures with mail to correct house*

Mailman: *rolls his eyes, takes the mail, and delivers it to the right house and then walks off*

Me: “Gee, sorry I asked you to do your job…”

(Later that neighbor came out to check his mail and he had all of ours… Yeah, Mailman, you totally checked it…)