Showing posts with label sea mail. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sea mail. Show all posts

Monday, June 20, 2011

Beauty Sleep

I just wrote this comment to ZACL's blog http://myword1.blogspot.com/2011/06/whatyou-really-did-that.html, but this matters to me.  So, I edited it a little and made it also as my blog.



Last Thursday, I went to my local post office to send some used paperbacks to a friend of mine in Japan. The books were eight out of the fourteen books of “Anne of Green Gables series” that I bought at the library across the street. It was only 25 cent each. I was going to send them by sea mail. Anyway, it isn’t about packages, but the clerk who processed my package hasn’t aged at all. He looks exactly the same from 10 years ago. It’s amazing. After our greeting and handing him the package, I said to him,


"You haven't aged. What is your secret?"

He looked perplexed, holding my package.

"Let me know if you find out," a pretty female clerk chimed in from a distant away. She looked at us with her mischievous smile.

I guess he is famous of not aging. He still has black hair in a pony tail, always slim, and exactly as he used to look with his relaxed smile. I wish I were that way.

"What cream do you use?” I said after I paid twenty five dollars.

He had explained to me that sea mail has been unavailable since a few years ago. I didn’t know that. I thought I was saving a lot of money. For two dollars worth of books, I paid twenty five dollars for postage and an envelope. Things do not always work as we plan. Oh, well. Going back to the cream,

“What? What kind of cream are you talking about?”  he said squinting.

“Facial, of course.”

“No, I don’t put anything,” he said and twisted his smile.

“Do you practice yoga?”

“No.”

“Well, then, what is your secret?”

“I sleep a lot,” he said.

So, I relayed this message to the other clerk there. After I returned home, I’ve been trying to catch up my sleep since then. I decided to sleep as much as I can. Then I concluded that if we slept all the time, we wouldn’t worry about aging because we are busy sleeping. So, the man’s secret to his youth could still be a solution, if we cared only ageing.

But we don’t.
Right?
Do we?

No, we don’t.