another old one, but still funny--
----- Subject: : The post office
There was a man who worked for the Post Office whose job it was to process
all the mail that had illegible addresses.
One day just before Christmas, a letter landed on his desk, simply
addressed in shaky handwriting to "God".
With no other clue on the envelope, he opened the letter and read, "Dear
God, I am an 83 year old widow living on the Social Security. Yesterday
someone stole my purse. It had $100 in it, which was all the money I had in
the world and no pension due until after Christmas. Next week is Christmas
and I had invited two of my friends over for Christmas dinner. Without that
money, I have nothing to buy food with. I have no family to turn to, and
you are my only hope. God; can you please help me?"
The postal worker was really touched, and put a copy of the letter up on
the Staff Notice board, at the main sorting office where he worked.
The letter touched the other mailmen and they all dug into their pockets
and had a whip round. Between them they raised $96.
Using an official franked Post Office envelope, they sent the cash on to
the old lady, and for the rest of the day, all the workers felt a warm glow
thinking of the nice thing they had done.
Christmas came and went. A few days later, another letter simply addressed
to "God" landed in the Sorting Office. Many of the mailmen gathered around
while the letter was opened. It read, "Dear God, How can I ever thank you
enough for what you did for me?
Because of your generosity, I was able to provide a lovely dinner for my
friends. We had a very nice day, and I told my friends of your wonderful
gift - in fact we haven't gotten over it and our Pastor is beside himself
with joy.
By the way, there was $4 missing. I think it must have been those thieving
bas***** at the Post Office.