The check is in the mail

Unfortunately, it isn't mine.

I took the mail out of the mailbox. Ripped open the envelope. And had a fricken heart attack. A check for $100,000. An actual legitimate check. Except it's not to me. Right address, wrong person. It's to the City. But, mailed to my address. Why I haven't a clue. I've lived here for six years. Someone up above has a very warped sense of humor.

'Cause that shit ain't even funny. Don't worry. It will go back. I will do the right thing. But, damn that would have been a great Christmas present.

I'm off to go pout some more.