My husband told me if the entire state of Idaho came down on me for my foolish generalization, I would desire it. Instead, you Idahoans were very gracious. Even the neighbor read the post and came over to set me straight, very nicely.
Of course now I am Fedex OFFICE, formerly Fedex Kinko’s, formerly Kinko’s, using their computer because we had a fatal hard drive crash on the laptop. If there weren’t so many more people with much bigger problems right now, I would complain. Instead I will thank my lucky stars.
I did manage to mess up my labels for my over 600 postcards I am sending out before I go to the trade show in Vegas. The average person would have looked twice as she put the address sticker on with the street name Kuapalo in the city of Clarksburg, TN, but not me. Oh, no. It was only when I hit postcard number 618 and thought, “I don’t remember a Santa Monica Boulevard in Richmond, VA.”
Because there is not SMB in Richmond. Luckily the greatest husband in America was able to find the last set of labels in Coeur d’Alene, ID. If I screw this up, we’ll have to drive to Post Falls. You Idahoans have a Staples in Post Falls? Let’s just hope I can get it straight this time.