CARRIERS: GERM WARFARE IN THE NEIGHBORHOOD

My next door neighbor told me there was another family in the neighborhood that was sick for 2 weeks with the same symptoms as mine. I had absolutely no contact with these people. I've never even met them! In fact I had been cocooning and it's a mystery how I caught the virus in the first place. I told my friend Rose about this.

"Perhaps it was the mail carrier who spread it," she said.

Oh, I suspect it was a carrier all right! But I doubt it was her. I watch mail deliveries carefully. I've never been comfortable with my box being out by the street where everyone has access. The carrier has never looked sick.

"But funny you should say that," I told Rose. The person who crossed my mind was my newspaper carrier! She's probably pissed at me because I'm always complaining about my Sunday paper being late. She may have had her sick kid sneeze on it before placing it into the baggie. The neighbor's paper was probably infected in the fallout and they were just collateral damage.  -- I'm not saying this happened for sure; it's only a THEORY... Hey, people are disgusting creatures and they do horrible things!!!   

It's common knowledge that you should never send anything back in a restaurant. If you do, you're liable to receive it back with spit or snot from either the chef or waitress, perhaps both! Recently, I read about a teacher who sabotaged a child's birthday party by smearing feces all over the tables where the event was to take place. These are just a few examples, so it's not outside the realm of possibility!

If my newspaper carrier is reading this, (which I seriously doubt) and I'm wrong, I apologize. That said, I have a name for you that is far too obscene to print. Perhaps you have one for me, too. And I will continue to complain unless you deliver my Sunday paper BEFORE 7:00 AM the time supposedly guaranteed with my subscription, -- NOT 7:10, 7:15, 7:20, or 7:30! At the last time change my paper was 45 minutes late!

A newspaper has become an expensive luxury. I am not just paying for that paper; I'm also paying for it to be in my driveway when I wake up!

I'm an early riser; usually I'm up before the roosters. If there's one day a week that I want my paper on time it's Sunday when there's a lot to read!

Back when I lived in a municipality an hour south of here, the Palm Beach Post & the Miami Herald were in my driveway every morning at 5:00 AM. And delivery complaints were rare! Unfortunately, you cannot get a big city newspaper delivered here in Vero Beach. We're stuck with the local rag and that's why they can get away with this!

Yes, I know there's news online but it drives me up the walls trying to decipher it! There are too many distractions popping up and either the page jumps around or it freezes.

Also I watch network news but they waste too much time on what is called human interest stories. Yes I think it's sweet that some handicapped teenager was crowned queen of her prom, but unless she parachuted out of a plane in her wheelchair that's not really news. Also it's touching when relatives separated at birth are finally reunited, but unless one of them is a serial killer I'm not interested!

Last Sunday (Jan 20) I gave this carrier a break because it was raining, (although not that hard) and it's not an excuse! But I waited until 7:30 to call and complain. As always, I got the same recording. A live person is needed! A few times, I tolerated the death hold until I got one. However nothing changes, but I will keep trying.

This has been going on for far too long. From what I can see, she's never received the swift kick in the rump that she deserves! Now she needs to get her ass fired! It's far over due.