Autumn
Today was a lovely crisp autumn day. I accidentally slept in a little, then rushed through the morning routine before grabbing a waffle and heading to work. On my way out I discovered that noone but me had done anything about the mailbox situation (nor had anyone taken the key I had left in #8). This does not bode well.
At work I worked on some presentations for our trip to Lille next week. During my lunch break I headed out to the post office to pick up my parcel for which a note had been left in my box yesterday.
The post office in Namur is a brand new renovation (there aren’t many brand new buildings in Namur, but many many brand new renovations), and a rather clever ticketing system had been put in place. (If only Mosman PO can learn from this! No queuing!) I carefully selected the thing I was there for (autre choses) and took my seat, clutching my little ticket in my hand, along with my passport (ID) and my package slip. When my number was up the lady told me I was in the wrong place (although I’d picked up a package from those counters quite happily a couple of weeks ago) and I just needed to see the woman at the purchases counter. All of this was in French, and most of it I picked up through context and some choice phrases and words. A quick “d’accord, merci!” and I was off to talk to the rather clumsy lady at the other counter.
After knocking her mouse, the stapler, the barcode scanner, and then her keyboard off her desk in short succession, I realised that a) the new renovation had not provided my friendly post office clerk with a wide enough desk and b) she was really clumsy. Fortunately she managed to find my package quite quickly, but then spent about 10 minutes juggling items of note and dealing with a “problem d’informatique”, scanning the barcode 5 or 6 times, then eventually handing over my parcel with an apology for taking so long. “Pas de problem, bon journée!” and I was out on the street with my tightly bound package.
Coming out, I looked up at the citadelle and saw that some of the trees are starting to turn autumny colours - so I snapped a picture and wandered back home via the yarn shop I’d found a few weeks back - turns out it’s a single-brand shop and not a particularly exciting one at that but they do sell opal sock yarn which is really cool stuff :D Got some of that and some yarn for my moogle hats and headed back to work.
Kinda wish I was up on the hill at the citadelle though instead of in my office working! :)
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