Just as bad is when the wife comes in with a box and I say "Now what did you buy?" It's usually followed by an evil face and an "it's addressed to you".
That's why at a b&m I never want a receipt! Sometimes you surprise yourself...I got tipsy at a b&m and didn't realize I bought some great cigars...I was happy but had no idea where my cash went
Because our house is all one level and laid out in straight lines I have a door in my bedroom and it is on the end of the house. So, with the outside dogs as a warning I know when the delivery people are starting up the driveway and I can intercept it before it is known to anyone else. And because I had a "parking" spot put in on the door side the truck has a turn around area before it passes any windows. The only one who has ever caught me at my little subterfuge is my grand daughter Sam (pickles) and she keeps quiet, if she wants any more big jars of Sam's (she thinks it is her club) Club dill pickles, I think.
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