We got our names on our mailbox the other day. This was a huge step for us because having your name on the box is required for apartment living. There are no apartment numbers here. You just have the street and number for an address. We share this building with at least two buinesses, so it's fun to think what would happen if somebody with my name started working at one of them. HAHAH.. . whooo
Having your name on the mailbox means you can order things like broadband Internet access to your apartment. And then that package with the cable modem can arrive, but be too large to fit in the mailbox and you may not be at home because you are at German class so the Brieftrager leaves you a friendly note that you can pick it up at the post office. And then you walk a half block to pick it up at the post office which also doubles as a bank where you may open a bank account with the same nice folks that will mail your packages afterwards. This is the same post office that will not be receiving any mail from your credit card company who has employed a customer service individual who choose SZ (Swaziland) from a pulldown menu instead of CH (Switzerland) when entering your new address and are secretly happy about because you are not even the least bit curious if moving out the country is enough of a barrier for them to stop sending you junk mail. Then you bring the package home by flashing a Washington State Drivers License and can finally network your snazzy new desktop machine that has essentially sat useless without Internet access for four months and update your website with a story that touches a little bit on Swiss living while telling a story about getting your name on a mailbox.
