This must be the week that the universe of moral compasses is out to get me…or something. earlier, I posted about movie theater etiquette and asked for your thoughts…more on that here.
yesterday, I was taking Judy on her 4th walk of the day–yes, she’s spoiled–and I watched as two boys who couldn’t have been more than 12 years old open each and every mailbox on our street and rifle through the mail, occasionally switching out letters into boxes. I kept thinking to myself “what the heck is going on?!” I wasn’t close enough to see their faces, so I kept my distance.
as soon as they reached mine, rifled through my bills (and presumably saw nothing worth keeping), I had had enough. cracking open mailboxes that aren’t yours is a federal offense and not something to be taken lightly, I don’t care who you are, so I picked up speed and tracked them down.
I stopped them right outside their home and asked them why they opened my mailbox and if they were looking for something. I knew full well they weren’t looking for anything, but I wanted to give them the benefit of the doubt.
Them: BLANK STARE.
So I shrugged my shoulder and said “Well?”
And then one of the kids said: “Well nothing, sorry lady.”
Okay, so now is where I need your input. What would you have done in this situation?
By that way, have a happy weekend! I’m still seething over here. if you’re going to root through my mail, at least take a bill and pay it! yeesh!