Eh, tita! It’s lunchtime, it’s Friday and it’s raining. And when I turned into the Haiku Post Office, all the normal parking spaces were taken. My heart leaped when I saw your backup light (you only had one) at one of the closest spots. I’ll hardly get wet, I thought. But then I waited. And waited. Then someone came up behind me, and I had to move, park around the corner and run through the rain. Thanks for nothing!
Illustration: Ron Pitts