Royal Fail

So its now under a week (6 days) til my birthday and as I get home from work first, I have to sort the mail thats arrived / shake any boxes not addressed to me and see if I can guess if theres a present in there for me. So anyway today, I get home and have the usual riff raff, plus a package addressed to me which is coincidentally the present for my mum which is also on my birthday too, how cute, yes I’m aware of it.
Amongst the junk is the postmans trademark slip for when you have to pick up a packet, thinking theres something else to pick up I read it, INSTEAD is a scrawled apology explaining how the postman mis read our clear number eight for the two digit number ten and thus, posted nextdoor OUR mail! How does this happen in this day and age! I’m pretty sure a seven year old is competent enough to do their job, providing they can read estranged surnames and reach the postbox.
Thus concludes todays highlight! Enjoy!