Monday was another painful day for The Pony. At least it wasn't physical pain this time. But emotional pain can leave a scar, too. The details were explained on our 6:00 a.m. phone call Tuesday.
"I felt so bad yesterday. I was walking up to a house, and stumbled on the sidewalk. While I was skipping around trying to keep my balance, I knocked over the people's yard ornament. It was a little statue, holding one of those shiny balls. It tipped over in slow motion, and the ball shattered. I felt especially bad, because they are an old couple, and really nice."
"Did you tell them about it?"
"I left a note telling them that it was an accident. That I tripped and knocked it over. I left them $30, and said, 'I hope this is enough to cover it. I am really sorry. Your Mail Carrier.' And the date."
"Well, at least they will know it wasn't kids, or somebody just being mean."
"Yeah. I feel so bad."
What else can you do, really? An apology, and an attempt at compensation for the damage.
If it was my shattered ball, I would accept the apology, and give the money back. Because accidents happen, you know. Especially around The Pony...
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