Entries tagged with mail time!

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I wonder if she wrapped them all, too...

My post office isn't a very interesting place. I hear horror stories about long lines and endless waiting, but since I'm in a small town, I've never experienced things like that even during the holidays.

I went to the post office today and it was pretty crowded. Of course, my post office is tiny and there's only two windows, so four people can make it feel crowded. But there were about six people crammed in there today and I thought I'd just caught the place at a bad time.

Then I realized that of the two windows, there was only a line at one. The other one was occupied by a woman who had two shopping bags packed full of those small, padded envelopes that she was mailing. And when I say full, I mean full.

So as I'm patiently waiting in line, I overhear the clerk ask the lady about the address of one of the envelopes because she doesn't have it as being in the West Indies.

I then spent the rest of my time waiting in line trying to figure out what the hell she was shipping and why she was shipping so much of it.

By the time I finished with my transaction, I decided that she was shipping the Christmas bonuses to the outsourced telecommunicators her company used. And she was shipping them individually because she wanted each person to feel special.

Happy Holidays you lucky employees in the West Indies!

Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: Every Rose Has Its Thorn by Poison

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Can a Thursday be a Monday?

I should have known when I got the mail this morning and found that we got something for someone else (The Flower Corner? That's on Route 54. How do you confuse that with a strictly residential street?) that today would not be my day.

I went to the mall in search of a bra. Silly me, I thought that I should be able to walk into the store and fine the style I want and the size I need. HA! I could hardly find the size I need, and since I wasn't in the market for "old lady ugly", definitely didn't find the style.

On the walk out of the mall, I ended up with a blister on my left foot. These shoes have never given me a blister. Just another sign of the day.

I drove home, switched from the new Jeep, also known as Grape Ape, to my car (whatever Jeep is left at the house is to be taken out of town; my car is now strictly in-town driving only), and left again, this time to get some milk and bread at the grocery store and wash my car since both places are pretty much nextdoor to each other.

I pull into the car wash place and both of the back vacuums are occupied, but only one by an actual car. Some smartly dressed bitch with no car had her ass parked on the second one, chatting on her phone and smoking a cigarette. Annoyed, I pulled in, washed my car and then vacuumed it using the front vacuum, which I don't think is as good, because smartly dressed bitch still hadn't moved her smartly dressed ass and the other car (one of those new SUVs that look like a box on wheels) was still being vacuumed out. That lady was there a long time cleaning out her car. Like the whole time I cleaned AND vacuumed out mine. That car was brand new. It shouldn't have had that much shit in it.

Anyway, I'm just finishing up cleaning out and vacuuming my car when smartly dressed bitch goes walking by. If I had been a little quicker, I'd have had a new hood ornament.

I make it through the grocery store without incident and go home.

It then took two computers and three tries before I managed to order two bras online. According to what the site said, I should have them in about two weeks. *headdesk*

I swear to all that is unholy, the Universe wants me to have saggy titties.

Current Mood: geeky
Current Music: So Tell Me Why by Poison

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I had an INXS song stuck in my head for hours today

The mailman brought me a nice surprise (not the little bit of snow...if he did, Pete will scratch out his eyes). Thanks for the card,

luchalibrarian. Yes, cake should totally be a food group.

So, this whole LJ thing...if LJ goes pear shaped, I'm not sure what I'll do. I'm not very good with contigency plans that don't involve zombies or floating a keg too early at a family function.

I'm not too worried about it though. They can't eat ya.