The Back and Forth Fruitcake
(Taunton, MA, USA)
One Christmas at my job, 7 years ago, I was given a fruitcake by a co-worker. Not being especially fond of them, I sent it to my daughter, who was living in Pennsylvania at the time. She accepted it graciously, and I thought that was the end of it.
The next year, I received a lovely package in the mail just before Christmas. I opened it, only to realize that it was the EXACT fruitcake I had sent to my daughter the year before.
I sent her a thank you note, explaining that I figured it was now time to cut into the delightful concoction.
Yes, I waited until the next Christmas time, and I mailed it back to her....only she had moved back to Massachusetts that year. What a surprise when she received that in the mail.
Needless to say, it has never been opened, never cut into, but the post office has carried this joke back and forth between mother and daughter for the past 7 years.
I am not sure where or when this will end.
Perhaps with tighter security in our nation, coupled with the eventual decay and release of gases from this fruitcake, it will be intercepted by the United States Postal Service.
Until then, the ping pong cake delivery will continue.