The Mystery of the 200 Boxes
I entered the postal office building on a nice Monday afternoon. It was Saturday when I received a notice for a package pick-up. Of coursed, they were then and again closed on Sunday, so I had to wait and wonder until Monday to pick up my unknown package. My mind raced trying to make sure that I didn’t order or sign up for something somewhere. What could it be?
I got in line at the counter. I didn’t have to wait long before a man called next. I don’t recall the name on his name tag, but I remember his glasses. They needed to be cleaned and straighten up. I would put his ages somewhere in the 40s, but I could be wrong. He was nice fellow. I explained that I had a packaged to pick up.
“Do you have a pick-up card?”
“No, it’s not with me,” I replied. It was in my Mom’s truck. I never did get it from her, but I figured I could still pick up the package.
It was not problem for asked me, “Can I see your ID?”
I showed him my driver’s license. He nodded and went to the back to get my package. As I waited, my inner child got distracted by a poster showing the interesting stamps of Disney and Comic Book characters they had for sale. The man came back to the counter without a package.
“There it is,” he told me.
I looked over to a large orange cart that reminded me of a mining cart. The width was just barely short enough to squeeze through a door and it’s length was twice as long. There were several packages in this large cart. This couldn’t be right.
“Is that all mine?” I asked.
He replied telling me that it was. I walked up to the cart and inspected the packages. All nine packages bared my name. All contained boxes inside them. Once I did the math, I realized there were 200 boxes, 100 each of two different sizes.
I awkwardly wheeled the cart outside to my car. I was slow about in in the post office since I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to wheel out to my car, but no one stopped me. When I got outside, I took this picture of what I had gotten.
Now, I knew the boxes were free. During my research on opening a business, I looked into shipping items with the USPS. You can order boxes on the their web site, but I never placed an order for these boxes. I’m keeping the boxes because I will need when I open my business next year.
Still, there’s a lot of to look into and questions to ask. After I loaded the boxes in my car, I took one of them with the cart back inside. I asked a postal worker, his name was Forest, some questions. I found out that there was no way to really track who sent in the order, but he assured me that the post office doesn’t just send people boxes without someone placing the order.
The mystery is, “Who sent me these boxes?”