I've been working lately as a contractor for FedEx Ground.
(It SUCKS - but right now, it's money...)
WELL - this last Saturday I was making a delivery to an apartment in a rather "ethnic" area of town:
*Knock Knock*
While waiting, I hear the window shades behind me part...
...and the horrified voice of a young boy starts screaming out, "PAPI!!! PAPI!!! POLICIA!!! POLICIA!!!"
I hear a table crash over...
...the pounding of feet...
I knock again...and shout, "FED EX!"
*Dead silence*
The door cracks open, and a man peers out thru the slit.
"Hi! I have a package, and I need a signature."
He turns and shouts in the apartment, "YO, MANUEL! STOP FLUSHING IT! IT'S JUST FED EX!"
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