From some time in this part of me often at dawn (about to 10,30) to hear the doorbell ring ... now I know who it is! because only sound in our intercom I have understood well .. poor, not the shit practically none ..
is our beloved postman, which requires me to leave her bed to prevent him leaving the mail on the ground ...
every time I say "yes?" or "Who is it?"
and his voice loud and proud that even a deaf "reinsordirebbe" replies: "POSTAAAAAA!"
but ... have you ever tried to anticipate the moves of a postman and surprise him?
this morning I woke up a little soon, at about 10:00 am ..
timely vespetta hear her (once, now walk with the scooterone) threatening to close my door ... ring the intercom ... this time I do not respond normally as before with a mere "yes" or "who is" surprised but ... I reply: "POSTAAAAAAA!"
endless seconds of silence followed by 5 ... poor man in turn: "Well ........... yes ... I open it?"
the satisfactions of life .....
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