A couple days ago, I sent The Pony a text reminding him to pay his credit card. Those apron strings reach pretty far. He's kind of absent-minded, and the purpose of this credit card is to build credit so when he graduates, he'll have a credit record when he strikes out on his own in the real world.
had a bit of a back-and-forth as he looked it up online. Seems he
hadn't used the card between summer and fall semesters, because his
friends were gone, and he didn't drive much. The latest charge was going
on next month's bill. So everything was good.
THEN he said, "Oh, by the way..."
how I find out most things from him, you know. He never contacts me
right off, unless maybe he's just killed a bird on the highway.
by the way...your latest letter came in. The mail person messed up;
either they stuck it in my doorframe, or they put it in someone else's
box and then that person stuck it in, since it was just jammed in the
doorframe when I got back from class."
Which was after 6:00 p.m that night.
pretty sure the person who got it by mistake did that, having no key to
your mailbox. Good thing they were honest and didn't swipe your $20! OR
read your letter!" [Let the record show that sometimes there are
personal things in the letter, and sometimes just boring stuff that I've
included on my blogs, about what goes on here, like a creepy truck
watching kids frolic in the creek.]
"Yeah. That's what I
assumed. Also, you just about made me choke when I read it. Please,
please never use the phrase Wanking Episode again."
Huh. Perhaps that other person might not have been so critical or my writing.