2007
07.05

I’ve been going to the post office a lot lately. No, I’m not dating the Postmaster, although that might save me some postage.

I’ve been selling a lot of junk on Amazon – my school books, over 300 CDs from my grandfather’s jazz collection, and more than 5 boxes of books. I’m averaging one sell a day, which means every other day I’m making a run to the post office.

This has caused the people working behind the counters at the post office to ‘know me’.

There was a really nice older man working at the beginning of the summer. He knew my name and that I don’t like using my card as a debit card. Then he retired.

Now there’s a guy that is in his late-20s/early-30s. He also knows my name, but the second I hand him my packages he rattles of “cheapest way, delivery confirmation.. and credit”. He no longer has to look at my credit card to type in the last four digits – that scares me a little.

He also likes to try to strike up a conversation with me during the whole five minutes it takes to process shipping.

Him: How’s the weather?
Me: Hot.

Him: More CDs?
Me: Yep.

He was wearing a wedding band the first time I went into his line. I happened to glance at his hand when he handed me my receipt on Monday – the band is gone.

I don’t want to have an in depth conversation with you, and I don’t want to date you, just mail my CDs – thanks.

  1. Time to find a new post office, or FedEx. haha

  2. This is one of the benefits of having a very talkative 8 year old. Strike up a conversation with me and I’ll find a way to lead it to her and then you are stuck listening to her talk, non stop, till I drag her away.

  3. Wow that is a little bit creepy. I don’t think I would be comfortable with that. In fact, I know I wouldn’t be comfortable with that. That’s when I start driving to the next town to use their post office. ;)

  4. [quote post=”1205″]Time to find a new post office, or FedEx. haha[/quote]

    FedEx is a fifteen minute drive out of my way – in the middle of nowhere. And with gas prices? No thanks.

    [quote post=”1205″]This is one of the benefits of having a very talkative 8 year old. Strike up a conversation with me and I’ll find a way to lead it to her and then you are stuck listening to her talk, non stop, till I drag her away.[/quote]

    I just need to pop out an 8 year old before tomorrow…

    [quote post=”1205″]Wow that is a little bit creepy. I don’t think I would be comfortable with that. In fact, I know I wouldn’t be comfortable with that. That’s when I start driving to the next town to use their post office. ;)[/quote]

    We have another post office in town, but all of the businesses use that one so it’s always packed. I spent 30 minutes in line waiting one day because that post office is so understaffed.

    I managed to get some new lady today… carded me and everything. We spent 5 minutes on my personal favorite – “How do you say your name?” Like it matters – my name matches on my ID and credit card, just move on. Geez.

  5. [quote post=”1205″]“How do you say your name?” [/quote]
    I’d have been like “Bob.”

  6. becareful those little fuckers tend to go ‘postal’ on people ha! I kinda made a joke.. ok not really.

    Give him the silent treatment you can’t help it if you are totally hot. I mean come on …

  7. um yeah……….thanks for wishing, k bye.

    I would rather stab myself these days than go to the post office…………and I thought it was just nashville, but NO……….it’s the same in houston…………