Yesterday, when I arrived home from work, I noticed the mailman driving around the neighborhood in his truck.

No, not your typical U.S. Postal truck... this one was a little Chevy pickup truck -- and the entire truck bed was overflowing (literally!) with boxes and presents that he was delivering to all of the neighbors.

So much so, that I chuckled when I noticed that he was battling with a slight case of "overfill" as I passed him -- each time he tried to inch forward to the next house, another box would fall off the back of his truck. I figured he had it all under control, and simply made a mental note of "the poor guy".