It is incredibly rare that I see a postcard on a store rack worth keeping, let alone have one arrive in my mailbox. The one I just got, however, was so awesome that I framed it and hung it up in my bedroom.
That way, no matter how bad my day might be I can come home to look at this postcard, think happy thoughts, and ask “Did I really frame a postcard about being rejected from jury duty?”
And with a smile on my face I can answer “Why yes, yes I have.”
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