I don’t know the name of the guy who delivers my UPS packages. In all this time, I never asked. And he never uses my name, even though he must know it after delivering oodles of packages over the years. I wonder if it’s an unstated rule, not to address recipients by name. On my walks, his brown truck frequently passes me on the street. We enthusiastically wave at each other. He often gives me a thumbs up. We discovered years ago that both our boys were serious tennis players, and, on occasion, they took lessons from the same teacher. He and I used to bemoan the cost of private lessons. When the weather is nice, I step out onto the porch to meet him. The other day we got on the subject of the Washington Redskins having to change their name and how much this irritated him. He thought the name as an honorable nod to Native Americans, and not at all demeaning. “Where does it end?” … [continue reading...] about Should You Tell The Truth To Your UPS Person?