Avid Inkling

The place where I am temping this week has incredibly sweet delivery men. Today the FedEx man got there first. He said a cheerful hello and went to the back to unload his little cart.

Then the UPS Man arrived.

“Good morning Kinsley… no, Kendlie… Kendell…” he listed off about a 1/2 dozen K-names. “Don’t tell me, I’ll get it!” he said as he went to he back room. “I was beaten by the FedEx guy! Hey, how’re you doing? Have you met the temp? Kensley… no, that’s not it either.”

They emerged. “I’m so sorry, I’ve forgotten, what is your name?”
“Kindli.”
“Kindli!” He turned to the FedEx guy. “Kindli, isn’t that a lovely name!”
The FedEx guy agreed.
The UPS guy continued: “And think of it! If she married a guy with the last name McKinley, she’d be Kindli McKinley!”
They found this to be quite amusing.
I was going to point out I was already married and did not have McKinley as a last name (thank god).

The FedEx guy & UPS guy had a nice lively conversation, and one of the guys in the office showed up (I think he’s from the UK somewhere). They all went down the elevator. A little later, the office guy told me:

“Those two are quite something, I asked why they got along so well, they said they were teaming up to form a new corporation: FedUp!” He seemed to think this was quite brilliant.

Later this afternoon, the UPS guy came back again… with more boxes.

“Hi Kindli!”
“Hi.”
“That’s such a lovely name, is it French?”
“Swiss.”
“Oh Swiss! Are you Swiss?”
“Not exactly.”

He went into the back room with the packages.

“Where’s your accent from?”
“I’m from Houston, Texas.”
“You don’t sound like it.”

I must say my conversations with the delivery men are the highlight of my temp job (that and my lunch break, although those can be tedious sometimes).