UGH!
So yesterday I got a slip in the mail telling me I have 3 packages waiting for me at the post office. Srsly this shit is getting old. Just put the damned packages in the truck and DELIVER THEM TO MY HOUSE, IT'S YOUR JOB AS A POSTAL WORKER! *rips hair out* So I wake up this morning at 8:00 AM and get showered and head to the post office to get my stuff. The lady in front of me.. I don't even. She has a package she's mailing, ok fine whatever, she also is tap tap tapping away on her cell phone and is now next in line. She stands there tapping away, half heartily listing to the clerk trying to mail said package when finally the clerk goes "can you play with me for just a minute?" The lady in front of me audibly scoffs and in the bitchiest, snidest and by far the most elitist tone I have ever heard tells the clerk that she's emailing her brother who is overseas in Afghanistan and that she is listening. Dude I'm sorry but I do not care if your brother is Jesus himself it's extremely rude to not put the cell phone down for less than 3 mins to give the clerk the info she needs to mail your dammed package.
As we can tell I am grumpy, easily agitated and want nothing more than to go back to bed. Sadly, I'm in the middle of doing laundry because
1) It's Laundry day anyway
2) I am running out of pants to wear and life does not give pants optional days
3) The laundry room will be closed for 5-6 days and I REFUSE to sit in a laundromat
I'm gonna go now
As we can tell I am grumpy, easily agitated and want nothing more than to go back to bed. Sadly, I'm in the middle of doing laundry because
1) It's Laundry day anyway
2) I am running out of pants to wear and life does not give pants optional days
3) The laundry room will be closed for 5-6 days and I REFUSE to sit in a laundromat
I'm gonna go now