Why The Dissin'?

I was at the Post Office on Saturday. It was as to be expected - long line and lotsa slowness. When you step into the PO, just be prepared to take it at a slower pace.

Also be prepared for a cesspool of disrespect. People are impatient and rude a lot in the Post Office. You hear a lot about people "going postal" and when you see how postal employees get treated by the crazy public, it's not surprising.

The guy at the counter was there to pick some mail he'd missed at his house. Apparently it had been re-delivered to his house. But he wasn't having any of it. At top volume he was shouting at the clerk, telling her that she is wrong, he lives at his house and it's not there. Nice. Real nice. Another employee came out to help and the two of them went back into the warehouse to look for it. They didn't come back for a long, long time.

A couple of customers later, another guy was explaining to a different clerk (also at the top of his lungs) step-by-step how she needed to scan and handle his parcel, and then how to take his money. Now, maybe she was new and granted she didn't speak English very well, but no one deserves to be told how to do their job by a customer in such a condescending authoritative tone.

To make it all the more entertaining, the first guy, who was still waiting for the clerk to re-emerge from the back, whispered under his breath, "What a dick!"

It's just mail, people! No need to get so worked up!