Megaphone
— Tom, the postman told that he wouldn't deliver the post any longer!
— But what's the matter with him? Did he bring the whole sack of letters again?
— Yes, they write to all the filials, and I don't even have time to sort the
post properly, I don't even mention that I just can't read them all!
— Calm down, Britney, it's evening, you may be free. You'll dispatch the post
tomorrow.
Approximately in 15 minutes the office became empty, the light was turned off, and
only light wind went on with his fascinating dance. Carefully stepping on the tables
the wind slightly touched musical instruments and almost unnoticeably moved paper
on the table. «What is this?» — asked the wind looking at the sack
with letters, and at the next moment the sack revived and moved. And now we proceed
getting to know the inhabitants of the sack:
«In my country the post works perfectly!» — an uncle of stern countenance
told to the sack — «Post of Germany» — could be seen on the
German's chest. «Don't doubt, if you posted the letter it's sure to be delivered!»
The wind moved his lips trying to remember German address:
Address for the correspondence in Europe:
Kaiserslautern, Albert-Schweitzerstrasse 7, Deutschland.
Telephone: +1(530) 451 91 33.
Fax: +1(530) 689 74 89.
«Sir, you are a boaster!» — told a prim envelope with red curls
— «Everybody knows that the most responsible postmen are in England!».
«Greencom House» — made out the wind on the belly of the British:
Address for the correspondence in Ireland and Britain:
Greencom House, Morton's Lane, Wicklow Town, County Wicklow, Republic of Ireland.
Telephone: +44.151.213.0001.
Fax: +44.020.8123.5005.
There was one frightened envelope huddling in the corner, obviously he wasn't of
European formate.«Where are you from, Kid?»—Asked the wind —
«I'm from the Ukrainian filial, it's my first time here…» —
answered the youngster. «Well, there is also a filial in Ukraine (Worldinfocom
Ukraine), I should remember…» — thought the wind.
For the correspondence in Ukraine:
01025, Kiev, P.O. Box # 39. Ukraine.
Telephone: +380(44) 521 22 43.
Fax: +380 (44) 531 97 38.
The wind was kind he felt pity for an old postman, maybe that's why he carefully
blew on the pencil and, the pencil jumped and in Tom's list of tasks appeared a
note: tell everybody that we have Email.
«If you feel pity for an old postman and you want your letter to be delivered
quickly — use this form
on our site…» — spoke Tom the next day before the journalists.