4 April 2010 |
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I was checking my mail box when I came back from work. |
I found an brown envelope which is not belong to me. |
Wrong name and wrong address. (it's not even similar.) |
| Obviously, the post man put into a wrong mail box. |
| It never happened to me before, so I didn't know how to deal with that. |
| I brought it home, thinking that should I just put it into a post box again, or I have to bring it back to |
the post office.
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I met my flat mate, and I told him what I found in our mail box.
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He asked, 'Can we open it?'
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I said, 'No, I don't think so, it's not our stuff'
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| Anyway, in the end, he still opened it, and it's a bag a drug, Meow Meow (similar to ecstasy), which |
shouldn't belong to me.
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| Some one, who can not be named, spent some money to try to have some fun, but I, or my flatmate, |
| kind of ruined his/her plan.. |
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