Dear Bad Mood Customer
Tuesday, December 15th, 2009On Saturday, I hopped on the bus to mail a birthday/ Christmas present to a friend, but when I arrived at the Post Office (ANNEX!), I was shot down. The whole two-story building’s operations boiled down to one lady behind a desk just inside a door-front, asking “Does this already have postage?”
Seriously, how would that be the case considering I’m not the Post Office and I obviously just walked in the door? While I shook my head in disbelief, the lady proceeded to inspect the package to see if a) I was tricking her, and/or b) there was postage somehow miraculously hiding somewhere on the brown paper wrapping.
As it turns out, the Post Office (ANNEX!) cannot be bothered with the act of SELLING POSTAGE, prompting me to wonder what the hell it is that they actually do there. Is it just some sort of crazy ass staging area? WTF? It was a very “Wizard of Oz” behind-the-curtain sort of moment for me.
Shortly thereafter, dumbfounded and a bit irked, I found myself at a po-dunk Mom-and-Pop “postal store” next to a candy shoppe down the street. A likely place, if you will, for the mailing of a package. Lucky for me, not only was the po-dunk Mom-and-Pop “postal store” selling postage, but they were also serving up passive aggression as a bonus.

No, thank YOU.
Delightful. Abso-fucking-lutely delightful. Typos, misspellings, edits, highlights, bold ALL CAPS, and all. Life really IS “so short too be ruined by your too little money.”



I imagine this was rage-inducing at the time for you, but reading this was quite hilarious! I had an experience with a similarly mean-spirited canteen worker while “enjoying” Christmas lunch with colleagues. You’re right, people really should be nicer to each other x
I think normally I would have totally gone off at the Post Office, but I was just so shocked that they didn’t actually do what it is they EXIST to do that I just sort of wandered back out the door. Once I got to the po-dunk postal store, I was all too happy to fork over the money so that my friend could get her present in time. I guess enough people aren’t, however, to merit the sign. Which honestly- how can you not laugh at it?