[ WP ] a day in the life of X , the mail man

& nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; A day in the life of Xavier the mail man begins with breakfast cooked by his mother, always the same: two eggs, burnt toast, three slices of tomato, black coffee, and a shot of orange juice. His round mother berates him about his unhealthy lifestyle and squawks about the hoodlum children always up to no good around the neighborhood. Xavier nods and chews and thinks about asking Jessica out on a date. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Then he dresses in his blue uniform and grabs his packaged lunch and his favorite fishing hat that helps protect him from the unforgiving sun. He heads out and takes his time driving to the office, stopping once at the crumbling blue house on the corner of his block to pick up a large unmarked package from Po ’ boy, and stops again a block away from his work to exchange the package for a brown envelope with Joose. He always arrives to work five minutes before 9 am. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; Once he receives the day ’ s mail, the race is on and he rarely finishes on time, and never gets paid overtime. He has to eat while driving. When he finishes with the deliveries he stops at Dr. Robyn ’ s office and walks in with the brown envelope. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; “ Hi Xavier, ” Jessica says from the front desk. “ How is she doing? ” 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; “ Good, ” he says, and takes the money out from the brown envelope and places it on the desk. He watches her mouth as she silently counts the money and hands him a yellow envelope with a prescription label. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; “ Have a good night, Xavier, ” she says. 
 
 & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; & nbsp; He smiles and walks out waving over his shoulder. In his truck looks back to the office at the silhouette of Jessica through the glass door and sighs and then he sighs again as he he reads his mother ’ s name printed on the prescription over and over. He drives home hoping dinner isn ’ t cold.
