At the Post Office

I spend a lot of time standing in line at the post office and I totally understand why going nuts is also called going postal. Dealing with nutjobs doesn’t actually kill you, because you can easily dismiss nutjobs as nutjobs. It’s the totally sane, mildly irritating people that get in your face everyday that makes you reach for your shotgun.

Thank goodness for gun laws!

We paused whatever we were doing at the store yesterday to bring you videos of two people I saw at the post office.

2 Responses to At the Post Office

  1. louis November 18, 2012 at 7:21 pm #

    you just made my sunday. thank you!

  2. mary November 24, 2012 at 5:46 pm #

    halp. haven’t laughed so hard in some time.

    once i read a letter in the forum section of the straits times that complained about queueing up for ages at the post office only to be greeted, when it was finally his turn, with a question on whether he wanted to buy biscuits.

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