"Hey, pal, just doin' my job here," the delivery man said. "Which ain't garbageman, you feel me?" "C'mon, just sign for 'em, and-- aw, shit, look at this," he continued. "Looks like there's a little card here too." The delivery man opened the tiny envelope and drew out a slip of paper; brows furrowed and lips moving, he read it to himself.
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Date: 2012-06-28 05:38 am (UTC)"C'mon, just sign for 'em, and-- aw, shit, look at this," he continued. "Looks like there's a little card here too." The delivery man opened the tiny envelope and drew out a slip of paper; brows furrowed and lips moving, he read it to himself.