Tuesday Psycho Mailchick Update..

I've been very curious,after Friday's little brew-ha-ha with psycho mace mailchick,what the response might be from our beloved U.S. Postal Service.
I mean face it,anytime you're dealing with the lowest level employees of a megalithic ,quasi-governmental,corporate behemoth,you're likely to encounter some measure of resistance.
They do tend to circle the wagons you know...
Birds of a feather,and all that.
I also took note of the fact that on Saturday,we didn't receive any mail at all.
This isn't especially unusual,but my paranoia soars,unfettered..

When I forecast all the possible scenarios in my head,it went something like this;

• Psycho mace mailchick would arrive at my doorstep,spray me full on in the face with her combination mace/anthrax aerosol dispenser,throw my renewal subscription notice to 'Popular Science' in the mud,and continue on her merry way.
• Every day,for the next several weeks,I would try to convince my self that maybe nobody has anything of import to relay to me via postal correspondence,and I shouldn't be concerned about the fact that a family of red squirrels have set up housekeeping in my mailbox.
• The lights would go out,the phones would stop working,and two Sheriffs would arrive at my doorstep to execute an eviction notice,just as psycho mace mailchick was returning three bags of 'accidentally misdirected' envelopes.
• 'Mr.Sling?..Yes,..we're from The Department of Homeland Security..We'll need you to come with us.'..

Comes Monday afternoon,just as I'm sitting on the front porch chewing on my third cigarrete in the past twenty minutes,the mail truck glides up to the curb,and the gleaming fresh face of 'New Mailchick' bounds up the drive,and hands me the mail with a cheerful,'Hi!..Have a nice day!'..

I find this unexpected turn of events,strangely disappointing.