We get all kinds of odd mail here at the Daily Globe, some of it addressed to people who worked here 20 years ago, and some with the entirely wrong address, so I don’t know how the Post Office manages to determine it belongs here.
They’ve been pretty successful with it, even since 1945, when Genevieve, columnist who wrote "Generally Speaking," wrote this:
The man who calls himself Uncle Slug delivered the unkindest cut of all. He directed a card to Genevieve almost always speaking" and the boys at the post office knew right where to send it! Managed to pin his ears bag with the card we sent him, for revenge.
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