I hadn't mailed anything from the actual US Post Office in so long, I'd forgotten why.
Until I showed up one frigid weekday after work and discovered they closed their lobby a full half hour before the average workday ends.
Oh, right. Fuck them.
The Empirical Manifesto
Fingering the Muse
I hadn't mailed anything from the actual US Post Office in so long, I'd forgotten why.
Until I showed up one frigid weekday after work and discovered they closed their lobby a full half hour before the average workday ends.
Oh, right. Fuck them.
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While were talking about the USPS let tell you just how incredibly stupid my step mother in law is. She went online to change her address because she had to move out of her luxury apartment that my wonderful father in law left enough money for her live in comfortably because HER SON embezzled all the money she had been left and lost it in the stock market. Instead of going to USPS.com she Googled change of address and went to the first website she saw. After taking her information and charging her $29.99 to change her address she was told to print out a form and take it to the nearest post office. The nearest post office is less than half a mile from the apartment complex. She could have walked there in the time it took for her to get ripped off for $29.99
