About two weeks ago we got a new mail carrier, after having substitutes for about 6 months. The new guy (who I've nicknamed "Stoney") has left the building key in the front door at least four times, lost two other keys, and has what can best be described as a "whimsical" sense of street addresses. I am loathe to complain about it though 'cause it took them so long to assign us anyone who cares even this much...

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