Merchandising through intimidation
Just sitting here minding my own business when a flurry of loud insistent knocks seemed likely to break down my door.
Chloe and I both leaped into the air. I don’t customarily bark, but she took care of that.
Hesitantly I opened the door a crack and one of the biggest men I’ve ever seen was standing on the other side of the porch railing. Easily 6’6”, maybe taller. A full white beard but nicely trimmed, a shock of thick white hair. I think his arms were long enough to knock on my door without actually coming on to the porch.
He shouted, in some kind of Slavic accent, “I have PACKAGE.”
There was indeed a small plastic envelope in his hand.
I said, quietly, “Okay.”
He shouted, pointing at the porch railing, “I LEAVE IT HERE, YES?”
I nodded. He deposited the envelope on the railing. Jeez Louise, he was huge. And loud.
In the package was the bottle of melatonin I had ordered and been given an “Expected delivery date” of 1/1/1900.
There is something going on out there.
Chloe and I both leaped into the air. I don’t customarily bark, but she took care of that.
Hesitantly I opened the door a crack and one of the biggest men I’ve ever seen was standing on the other side of the porch railing. Easily 6’6”, maybe taller. A full white beard but nicely trimmed, a shock of thick white hair. I think his arms were long enough to knock on my door without actually coming on to the porch.
He shouted, in some kind of Slavic accent, “I have PACKAGE.”
There was indeed a small plastic envelope in his hand.
I said, quietly, “Okay.”
He shouted, pointing at the porch railing, “I LEAVE IT HERE, YES?”
I nodded. He deposited the envelope on the railing. Jeez Louise, he was huge. And loud.
In the package was the bottle of melatonin I had ordered and been given an “Expected delivery date” of 1/1/1900.
There is something going on out there.
