stamping and cheerios

This is probably going to seem a little sad, but one of my favourite moments in the working day is when the new mail comes in. First moment of excitement is actually going to my pigeon hole and seeing mail in there. This doesn't happen every morning.

And then, the real fun begins, because I get to open it and stamp it with the "Received" date stamp. There is something so satisfying about using this stamp. It reminds of when I was little and we would trail into the bank behind my mum. The tellers used to have what seemed like about three or four different stamps on a cute little roundabout holder and they'd stamp them all on the deposit/withdrawal slip with immense gusto. It all seemed so official and important. And they were always so quick and efficient with the stamping, and the counting out of the money over the counter. It was impressive.

(not like a little while ago when I went to the bank to deposit two cheques and I had to correct the poor boy's addition of the totals...ME...the hopeless mathematician)

Anyway, if you were really lucky they'd also stamp one on your hand as a treat.

The only thing better than this for a child going shopping was when the butcher would give you a free handful of cheerios. I wonder if butchers still do this?

Maybe tomorrow when I get my mail I should stamp my hand with the date as well.....