There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job was
to process all the mail that had illegible addresses.

One day, a letter came addressed in a shaky handwriting to God
with no actual address. He thought he should open it to see what
it was about.

The letter read:

Dear God,

I am an 83 year old widow, living on a very small pension.

Yesterday someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was
all the money I had until my next pension payment.

Next Sunday is Christmas, and I had invited two of my friends
over for dinner. Without that money, I have nothing to buy food
with, have no family to turn to, and you are my only hope. Can
you please help me?

Sincerely, Edna

The postal worker was touched. He showed the letter to all the
other workers. Each one dug into his or her wallet and came up
with a few dollars.

By the time he made the rounds, he had collected $96, which
they put into an envelope and sent to the woman.


The rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow thinking
of Edna and the dinner she would be able to share with her
friends.

Christmas came and went.

A few days later, another letter came from the same old lady
to God. All the workers gathered around while the letter was opened.

It read:

Dear God,

How can I ever thank you enough for what you did for me?

Because of your gift of love, I was able to fix a glorious
dinner for my friends. We had a very nice day and I told my
friends of your wonderful gift.




By the way, there was $4 missing.

I think it might have been those bastards at the post office.

Sincerely, Edna

 

LMAO, this time of the year nobody is hated more than a postal worker.

 

lol!

thats awesome.

 

That was great after a crappy day of xmas shopping with the wife

 

lol. This came around the office e-mail a few days ago. I thought it was pretty funny!