That didn’t take very long.
A guy from church had someone in his family drop off some fancy-shmancy eco-friendly laundry detergent for us to try. We weren’t home, so I guess the messenger just popped it in our mailbox. Unfortunately, we acted rather too quickly in throwing away the mystery liquid. But seriously - it wasn’t labeled and we live in the ghetto! No label, no note, no advance notice… How were we to know? At best, it looked like something someone tossed into the box because they were too lazy to throw it away.
*sigh*
It was so much more fun as a mystery.
Yesterday, instead of our mail, we received a suspicious, possibly sinister item. Did someone steal our mail in order to leave this item? We don’t know.
I got home from work, turned off the alarm, and let the dog out. As is my custom, after I let the dog out (and before he comes back in), I check the mail. I was surprised to find no actual mail in the box - we are quite popular with the folks who offer credit cards, and there’s always an ad or two in our box. Even on holidays, sometimes.
No mail. Just a small plastic bottle containing an unknown viscous fluid. Behold:
Could it be a bomb? Could it, when opened, release gases intended to kill us? Could it be some kind of marker (a tag placed in our mailbox by a would-be thief, saying our house is ripe for the pickin’)? Could it be some bum’s shampoo (it was raining out)? Could it be a message of some kind? Could it be a gift? What does it mean?
We gingerly carried it out to our dumpster, without shaking, bumping, or opening the bottle. The city picked up our trash today. We figured “better safe than sorry” - but now we’ll never know what it is.
To the person who placed this item in our mailbox: