So a few weeks ago, I’m ordering checks with the new addresses, and the guy asks if I want address labels too.

“Sure,” sez I, “sounds like a good idea.”

“Anything special you’d like?”

“Nah, just the basic cheap ones.”

And then we exchanged a few more pleasantries, and I went about my business.

Today I opened up the pack of address labels to pay some bills, and discovered a hundred and twenty address labels, all with my name on them…

…and every damn one is Precious Moments themed.

I can live with the universe kicking me while I’m down, but must it rub saccharine in my wounds as well?!