Today I received a letter from Anchorage, Alaska. Which might not have been so odd if it had not been addressed to someone in Faribanks, Alaska, while I’m living in northern California. Only one thing about the address on the letter is the same with my address: The street number. Everything else, the person’s name, the street name, the street type (Street vs. Avenue), city, state, and zip code are different. It’s even got a suite number on it, for goodness sake, and I live in a house!
As much as I admire and appreciate the post office, this is one long distance mixup.