Went to the Post Office this afternoon. Got out of my car at 2:19, sat back down in it at 2:46. Twenty seven minutes to mail three small packages, two Priority mail and one First Class, no insurance, no nothing, "just mail them" I said.
When I got in line, two windows out of four were open, and the clerk at one was leaving. He went somewhere in back. Where? I don't know, maybe to take a nap. He just left his window.
There were five people besides me in line. A lady clerk took her time waiting on a customer at the other window. Three men and two women were before me. Three were on electric thing-a-ma-jigs, cell phones or such. I think two were texting and one man just kept looking at a little black object in his hand.
When I left the line was almost out the door, at least twelve to fifteen people. One elderly lady came in carrying on a conversation, and I do believe she and the one she was talking to were both deaf, and it was a l-o-n-g conversation. She was still talking when I left. At least one young parent was among the crowd, because a small kid kept running around yelling. No one seemed to claim him, but then I wouldn't have either. Don't know what the others were doing - I just glanced around and saw a lot of bored faces. I felt the same and I didn't want anyone I knew to see me.
Years ago the public was told that the U.S. Postal System was changing and would be run like a business. Well, have you ever seen the government run anything like a going business? The post office boss should be ashamed, because no business I have seen has been run like our postal service. Nor will it ever be and stay in business. But then, we support it - right?
Never saw the clerk that left the room again, but his glasses were on the counter. Years ago at Texas Tech, I had a professor that was always tardy, but his hat would be on his desk. He let the class know that if his hat was on his desk, he was there. So I guess the clerk was 'there'.
I wish I could have done like the students at Tech did and left my packages on the counter. The next time that class met, every student put a hat on his desk and left. But that didn't turn out too well either. Next time they came to class the professor told them that he had given their hats a test and they all flunked.
Sometimes there is just no way to win.
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