Turn Down The Volume

Yesterday was the final trip to the post office before the holiday, to ship a few last minute Etsy sales. Jeff and I like to give a little gift of pottery to our very nice mail clerk and our rural route driver. They both go above and beyond their USPS job description. We are extra appreciative because when we lived in NH our local postal office left much to be desired. It was so bad that I tried to avoid going there. Instead I went to the next little town, with a post office in a general store, where the post master was very pleasant and helpful.

When I returned from my errands, Jeff had a rather amusing story to tell me. We live across the street from a church, I think almost everyone in the south lives across the street from a church. Yesterday there was a funeral at said church. Two big guys came over from the funeral and into the shop. They stood in the door and told Jeff they came over because they heard music when they were at the church and thought it was coming from the pottery. Jeff said, "No music playing here." One of them said, "Can't you hear that?". To which Jeff replied, "Oh, yeah... sounds like music playing on a phone." The man reached in his pocket for his cell phone and found that an app had turned on and was playing electronic sounding music! They seemed a little embarrassed, asked a couple of questions about the log cabin, and made a hasty retreat.
The lesson of the day is, before heading over to your neighbor's and asking them to turn down their music... check your smart phone.

Wishing you and your's a very merry Christmas.