Something earth shattering happened outside the Post Office today; I tripped through the Twilight Zone.<\/p>\n
Damned to a spot far from the building, I dragged my packages a few blocks. Since the purpose of my visit was orders, and orders ran strong, I didn’t mind a jaunt. The overloaded parking lot was a bigger concern.<\/p>\n
Besides USPS, the only other ‘business’ at that corner is a convenience store, which has a stern anti-shopping policy ( a blog for next week, perhaps ), so the parking crunch could only be caused by postal customers. But, again, a rising tide lifts all boats – a little line time seemed a fair escrow payment on good sales.<\/p>\n
Near the door where clerks pass mail bins out the building for loading, a USPS employee waited inside a mail truck. She watched me wrestle a nylon bag with long, green handles and white stitching. A printed label on one packages poked over the top of the bag.<\/p>\n
She summoned me, less like a lord dispatches a servant, more like one schoolboy goads another into forbidden acts. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Those paid up?” she asked.<\/p>\n
Absolutely, they were prepaid.
\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I’ll take’em.” And she did, each package disappeared inside an official bin beside her.<\/p>\n
Only at home did the weight of the events hit me. At least one USPS employee is nice, friendly, and helpful. Shocking in itself, but might there be a second? Now I must rest. Even but a moment in the Zone is exhausting.<\/p>\n
BTW – The proper word count for the meter at the right is 69,349. There’s a bit of an issue right now; I can’t update that part of the database.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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