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Mystery eggs
Sep. 27th, 2011 11:57 pmOn my way out the door for a late-night gym run, I noticed someone had left a dozen-and-a-half eggs on the stoop. Eggs. Yeah, still in the carton.
Once I got back from the gym, I thought for a second about knocking on the other three apartments and giving the egg-leaver a heads-up. But by that time, that would have made me the guy knocking on your door at 11:00 and babbling about eggs, which, no.
So instead I just brought them inside and left them on the mail pile, which I guess makes me the guy who puts cartons of eggs on the mail pile.
Once I got back from the gym, I thought for a second about knocking on the other three apartments and giving the egg-leaver a heads-up. But by that time, that would have made me the guy knocking on your door at 11:00 and babbling about eggs, which, no.
So instead I just brought them inside and left them on the mail pile, which I guess makes me the guy who puts cartons of eggs on the mail pile.