Job

While stuffing mail boxes with my flier this morning, I notice a lady about sixty riding her bicycle into the same complex I was just going into. Suddenly a cat dashed across her path and she fell down trying to avoid it. 
I helped her up and collected her belongings for her. As I started to fill the post boxes suddenly the same lady appeared. 
She told me she was this apartment's manager and no posting was allowed.

~Tim~