How do we know? Because we wait for it every day and
Thursday the mail arrives around 5 p.m. That’s late.
Who waits for mail, you ask? Fair question. It’s a habit
ingrained in the past when the mail brought information, checks, greeting
cards, invitations, condolences, announcements, etc. So much of that now is
delivered electronically. Sorry, it’s not the same.
Thursday is also supermarket flyer day. We look at two
and throw out the rest. It’s not a coincidence that our town recycles cardboard
and all paper products because that’s what we discard each day with the mail.
Mail even sounds different. When real mail comes through the slot in our door it lands with a
bang, or thud, depending in the bulk of the flyers. Email makes a different sound,
a beep, a gong, whatever. Still mostly spam.
And real mail is delivered by a real person you can
get to know over time. That’s how we know when to expect our mail. We know the
routine.
Long live real mail.
