I FUCKING HATE Going To The FUCKING Post Office.

[ohiosmith]

Opens at 10:00 am. Already 30 people in line to get a service number. At 10:00 the gates are opened. Three postal workers stand around bullshitting for 5 minutes. 50+ people now in line.

The three workers disperse to their windows. They spend 10 minutes arranging their shit. At 10:20 or so the first numbers are called. Now the place is almost full of customers, too many to count. The worker at the pick up only counter seems to argue with everyone who she "serves". At 10:30 two of the three workers tell the arguer they are taking their break.

More people come in, some leave out of disgust, many voicing their frustration to no one in particular as they exit.

My number, D013, is called at about 10:45 am. I get the arguer who is now really pissed off because her coworkers have yet to return so she can take her break (this she shares with the person in front of me).

I tell her I'm there to pick up a new mailbox key. she asks for my paper work. I tell her I have none, the order was placed over the phone with a gentleman named Jack. She responds "we ain't got no Jack here, he's on vacation". I tell her I spoke with him earlier this morning and he told me the key was ready to pick up. She again says "ain't no Jack here".

I ask her to check for the key, that I have no reason to lie and I wouldn't be there if I hadn't been told the key were ready. She says "ain't calling you no liar, just TELLING you ain't no Jack here, give me your ID". I do, she gets the key, tosses it and my ID on the counter and walks away.

I FUCKING HATE GOING TO THE FUCKING POST OFFICE.