At long last it finally arrived. “It”, of which I speak, is my union card. Somehow it’s a little more official now that the card has arrived. I even got a shirt with it. The funny thing is that I woke up to find this package at my doorstep. I open it and find a t-stirt. As I’m thinking about throwing away the pouch the shirt was sent in, it dawns on me to take a look inside for any more goodies. When I see this envelope, I thinking, “I hope this isn’t a bill!” Instead, it was my card.
So what have we learned? Don’t throw envelopes away until you look thoroughly through it’s contents. Aesop should write a fable about this one.
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