I thought the new mail carrier had had a stroke or heart attack. He pulled up to our mailbox but was sitting slumped over toward the center of his car for a pretty good while.
I walked out to see if he was all right. He sat up and said it was his first day delivering mail alone and would I mind telling him what road this is and what's the name of the next road. He said, "You might have mail, but I can't find it."
I said I thought he'd had a heart attack.
He said, "It might have been easier."