The new guy to join our Commune, is running towards me waving an envelope.
I wait until he is within earshot, ” By the way, I forgot to tell you rule# 98. If any misdirected letter arrives in your mailbox, it’s not a mistake. It’s God’s will. He works in mysterious ways, Remember! If there’s a check, the money is yours. If it’s a love letter, it’s God’s way of saying that he loves you”.
“What if it’s a bill?” he asks, still panting.
“Simple. You pay”, I say.
I hurried to the office, I better write down rule#98 in the big book of rules. The damn IRS! How did they track me down in this “middle of nowhere” “the off-the-grid” Commune? Them and their back-taxes!
As I write the rule down I wonder…Who sends love letters nowadays?
—— Inspired by the fast approaching tax deadline on Apr 15 ———-
Nicely written with a lightness of touch. Swift thinking on your feet by inventing new rules. Enjoyed!
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Thanks Mark,
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Brilliant, love your story.
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Thanks John.
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Hahaha… I did find this funny.
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🙂
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I’ve got a bundle of love letters tied up with a pink ribbon which I’ve kept since I was a teen. If you could see the content of some of them you’d know they weren’t from God!
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It could be from Eros- the Greek god of love 🙂
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