Our mailbox sits across a busy state road from our house. It’s an old metal box equipped with a nifty yellow flag that pops up whenever the door is opened. This way, we can tell at a glance, whether the mail is here yet.
I never cross the road unless that flag is up – it’s that reliable. But sometimes, when the yellow flag beckons, I brave traffic, rain or snow only to discover a handful of junk mail – a flyer from a credit card company or a weekly bundle of local retailer flyers. Those days, I feel disappointed, and like a little bit of a sucker. I was looking forward to something good – or at least something useful, but instead I risked my life for a few pieces of paper that will go directly into the recycling bin.
Maybe you know the feeling?
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Now, if you’ll excuse me, the yellow flag is up across the street and I’ve got my fingers crossed that it’s something good today.