I pledge that, this week, maybe even tomorrow afternoon, I will get to the bottom of the mystery of why my last paycheck never came. I haven't gotten mail in 2 weeks, but that was the only thing I was waiting for . . . until last week. Now, I'm starting to suspect there may be a hold placed on my mail. I am not looking forward to the public relations experience that awaits if it turns out to be something more complicated. Or sinister. I'm hoping neither identity-theft nor spite on behalf of my mail carrier is involved. I'm really hoping those things didn't converge. Maybe there was some sort of mix-up and someone with my name put her mail on hold- except not really - and now she's going to come home to a whole vacation's worth in her overstuffed mailbox? It can't be that the mailman stopped delivering to my building - or even my apartment - since my roommate keeps getting mail (which I'm growing to resent).
Another mystery - I'm pretty sure there's a new person living in my building, and that they a) are a talented cook (sometimes part of the hallway smells really nice, sometimes the aroma somehow finds its way into my apartment) and b) they have a cat (I KNOW there is a cat living in my building, there's pretty much nothing else that can be responsible for the scent that often occupies the downstairs hallway). Yet, I never saw anyone moving in and there's no new name on any of the mailboxes. Maybe it's someone who was there all along and decided to wait until the heat of summer to start making stews?
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