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Mailbox

This post is about American mailboxes used by the United States Postal Service. I don’t know enough about foreign mailboxes to write about them. A mailbox is a thing from which you deposit or pickup mail. There are two main types of mailboxes. There are the blue ones that you find on the street for the public to use, and there are personal mailboxes that you find on individual properties. I grew up in the suburbs where most families had their own mailboxes, real mailboxes. It’s the kind that you would put outgoing mail in and raise the red flag as a signal to the mailman that he had work to do. It’s the kind that you bash with a baseball bat from your friend’s car on a crazy Saturday night. My sisters and I would fight for the privilege of checking the mailbox and bringing in the mail. Apparently we didn’t know that it was a chore. Now I live in the city and personal mailboxes are hard to come by. Most properties only have mail slots. If you want to mail something you have to find a blue mailbox on a corner somewhere or go to the post office. Finding a mailbox in the city is special. It’s worth taking a picture of and posting on Instagram. Real mail is rare these days. It only makes sense that mail’s natural habitat is also disappearing.

Critically Rated at 14/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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Getting a Check Instead of a Bill

I had to get a root canal a few months ago and my insurance only covered part of the bill, I had to pay the rest out of pocket. I can’t remember how much I had to pay, but it was around four hundred bucks. It wasn’t that bad, but it still put a little dent in my bank account. Life went on. Then I came home to a piece of mail from the endodontist (the guy that does root canals). My heart sank. I thought it was another bill. I sat down and mentally prepared myself for it. I took a breath, ripped open the envelope, and was beyond relieved to see that it wasn’t a bill. It was a check. To me. For seventeen dollars and ten cents. Getting a check instead of a bill is a great feeling. I went from being in debt to being seventeen dollars and ten cents richer in a matter of moments. I don’t know what I will spend my newfound wealth on, but I’m pretty sure it will involve alcohol or food. Hopefully both.

Critically Rated at 15/17

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Mail

I have nostalgia for the days when mail wasn’t a novelty. It was a real thing. You would check your mailbox, not a virtual mailbox, a real fucking physical mailbox that that mailman would put actual letters in. And not just letters, but postcards, bills, and coupons. My sisters and I would actually fight over who had the privilege of checking the mailbox. But mail has been phased out by the internet and technology. Why would you write on a piece of paper and walk to the mailbox when you can pick up your phone and send a picture of your junk to anyone in the world instantly? The only reason to still write letters is because nobody writes letters anymore so it’s much more personal. It shows that you put time and effort into it. It shows that you care. That’s got to mean something.

Critically Rated at 13/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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Checking the Mailbox

I don’t know why I still bother checking the mailbox. I know that there’s no letters or postcards. It’s just bills, coupons and junk mail. There isn’t anything fun unless it’s your birthday week or Christmas time. At least then you can expect cards and checks and well wishes. The only reason to check the mailbox these days is to make sure you don’t have any late fees for ignoring bills.

Critically Rated at 7/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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Forgetting the Stamp

I know it’s a rarity to send anything by mail these days, but it still happens. Because it happens less and less, we have forgotten many simple aspects of sending something by snail mail. Like writing down the desired address correctly, or putting down the return address, or (most importantly) not forgetting the stamp.

If you forget the stamp, your letter or package or gas bill isn’t going anywhere anytime soon. And if you also forget the return address it ends up in the Land of Missing Socks. That sucker is gone forever. And it’s your fault for forgetting the stamp.

Critically Rated at 6/17

Written, Rated, and Reviewed by Brendan H. Young

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