going postal
i hate going to the post office. i don't know why, i just do. but i ordered 'i hate luv storys' from an ebay store in india and they made it so i had to sign for it, and of course i wasn't home when the mailman got here, which meant i had to go pick it up. so i dragged myself out after work and went and got it (from a very annoyed that people were there postal worker). the dvd was extremely well-packaged. it took at least 8 hours to get into and had all sorts of padding. so naturally, since i so hate going to the post office, it didn't work. the prongs that hold the dvd in place (and the prongs that hole the cd in place - this is a two-disc set) were broken, leaving both discs all scratched up. now i get to contact the seller, figure out how to return it, and go back to the post office. such a conspiracy.

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On the bright side, the post office may not be around much longer.
why is the post office so bad?
don't say that, chelley. i like mail.
and i have no idea why, didder. but i hate going to the bank, too.
Just trying to put things into perspective for you. :) But really, even if the post office were to go away, we'd still have mail. There's always FedEx and UPS and all those. Maybe God wants you to keep going back so that you can encourage those workers who don't seem to want to be there. (I say this, but I've had "going postal" situations too, and I'm sure I looked really annoyed)
but going to the post office is such an old-fashioned errand. that's why i like it.
want to go for me? i have to return a dvd.
no
my point exactly
I wish it were more old-fashioned! All our post outlets are in drug stores now so it's no fun.
I hope you meet your soul-mate at a post office. :)
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