Sorting mail, a post-office worker found a postcard from an old lady that broke his heart.
It read, “Dear God, I have never had a holiday. I am 86 and would love to go away somewhere special before I die. All I need is £250. Please help.”
The worker decided to organize a collection among his colleagues and soon raised £200. He sent it off to the old lady.
Three weeks later, he found another postcard from the woman. It read, “Dear God, I had the holiday of a lifetime. Thank you so much for the cash. It was £50 short, mind you. I expect it was those light-fingered b******s at the post office.”
It read, “Dear God, I have never had a holiday. I am 86 and would love to go away somewhere special before I die. All I need is £250. Please help.”
The worker decided to organize a collection among his colleagues and soon raised £200. He sent it off to the old lady.
Three weeks later, he found another postcard from the woman. It read, “Dear God, I had the holiday of a lifetime. Thank you so much for the cash. It was £50 short, mind you. I expect it was those light-fingered b******s at the post office.”
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