Super Fellon

My wife (Pepper) and I both do business on the internet. I in the area of marketing (custom labeled water bottles, search engine marketing, website marketing), she sells all sorts of stuff. Pepper is a genius at finding niche places and specialty sites to market what she's selling. One thing she sells a ton of is motorcycle parts. That's right. My wife has the best deals on the motor cycle parts you need.

On my way out the door to get a haircut yesterday, she asked if I would stop by the post office and get 3 large flat rate shipping boxes (you get them, fill them, and pay when you ship them) to bring home to her. She told me right where they were and what they looked like. About 15 minutes later, I strolled into the post office, found the rack with boxes, grabbed 3 of the largest ones, and strolled back to my car to head to my haircut. All while enjoying a phone conversation with a good friend of mine.

After the haircut, I went straight home to bring my wife her boxes (I'm proud. I remembered them). My wife looked at them and said "Wrong boxes. That's not them." I then looked at them again to see the price clearly marked $3.49 on each of them. That's right. I stole $10.47 worth of merchandise from the US Postal Service. I'm pretty sure that's some sort of federal offense. Needless to say, I'll be making a trip to the post office today so that I can do the "walk of shame" and return my stolen goods.

Moral of the story. - Pay complete attention to your wife's instructions. She may save you some time in prison.

JC