Today, I started my job as a package delivery man. As chances have it, one of the delivery addresses was right on my apartment floor! However, the handwriting was so bad I couldn't even make out the room of the recipient. I guessed the only way to do so was to go room by room and asked who ordered this package.
"Knock, knock" I started with room 501. A petite woman, drenched in sweat, slightly opened the door through the door chain. "Did you order a package recently?" I asked. "No, but if I did just leave the package at the door next time. I need total focus before my next college track meet, and I don't want to lose my spot as the best distance runner!" Okay humble-bragger, I whispered to myself.
"Knock, knock" I continued with room 502. A man in cast answered the door. "Did you order a package recently?" I asked. "No mate, every time I ordered something from you guys it got broken. By the way, would you like to know how I got this cast? I was driving the other day, but forgot that in America they drive differently from Australia, so BANG I hit a car going the opposite direction. The doctor ordered me to not go outside. You know that feeling when you are trapped in your room and a day might feel like forever?" Sure, mate, no need to tell your life story to me.
I passed by my room and my brother's room. Even though my brother ordered tons of packages like these, I'm certain that he did not order this one. As I walked through, I noticed the door knob to his room was a little bit rusty. I made a mental note to replace it for him and moved on.
"Knock, knock" I knocked on room 505. A little kid answered the door. "Ask your parents if they ordered a package recently," I asked, and the kid ran back inside. Moment later, out walked a tall, athletic couple with a bubbling personality. "Did you guys ordered any package recently?" I asked. "Is it a Lifesaver?" The husband asked. "My wife has been trying to teach me how to swim, but her Lifesaver is too big for me!" I checked the content of the package, told them no, and said goodbye. Such a nice couple. They even ordered one of their kids to get me a cold glass of water to drink!
"Knock, knock" I knocked on room 506. A man answered the door. "If you are one of those kids who likes to apologize..." he raised his voice. "Actually, I want to know if you ordered a package recently." I replied. "Oh...I'm sorry. No I don't think so...Last time I ordered anything was a while ago...by the way, sorry for getting angry at you. It's just me and my wife just moved here recently, and some meddling kids in the neighborhood keep making fun of my name plaque..." I said no problem and bid adieu again.
Here is it, the last room. room 507. I knocked on the door, but then noticed an Eviction Letter posted on the door. "Dang it, the people in here left!" I murmured to myself after seeing no one answered. Took years to get the package here and no one even receive it! Well, at least I got to know what the woman who used to occupy this room looked like, with the help of the package.
- Why was the woman evicted?
- Who is my brother?
- What is the package? (I realize that this question might be a bit hard, but if you answer the first question it will be clearer)