Not that it was beautiful but that, in the end, there was a certain sense of order there, something worth learning.
Wednesday, November 27, 2013
post office woes
to the post office this morning to mail a package. Handed the
postal worker a $20 bill. She looked at it as if it were a two-headed snake, looked
back at me and said, "We don't have change today." I thought she was joking.
She said, "No, seriously. You'll need to pay with something smaller." I
said I didn't have anything smaller. She ripped the stickers off my
package and handed it back to me and said, "Come back later then." I
asked everyone in the post office if they had change for a twenty, but
no one did. Eventually I walked out, utterly dejected, and then
remembered the bookstore next door. They were very amused by my tale of
postal woe and happily handed over two fives and a ten. I went back to
the post office, got back on line, ended up at a different register. It had
lots of change.