Sorting The Mail
Published Jan 01, 1900
Jeff had gotten a part time job at the Post Office and the supervisor there had been warned that he was somewhat of a dullard, but the supervisor took a liking to him and agreed to let Jeff help him. If nothing else, he would be an extra set of hands.
The supervisor gives Jeff the job of sorting, and much to everyone's surprise, Jeff separated the letters so fast that his motions were literally a blur. Extremely pleased by this, the supervisor approached Jeff at the end of the day.
"I just want you to know," he said, "that we're all very proud of you. You're one of the fastest workers we have ever had."
"Thank you," said Jeff, "and tomorrow I'll try to do even better."
"Better?" the supervisor asked with astonishment. "How can you possibly do better?"
Jeff replied, "Tomorrow I am going to read the addresses."
Originally published November 14, 2002.
