Post Office Women

Why do Post Office counter women think they are your best friend when you become a ‘regular’ because you have to post your ebay packages at their counter once a week?  When the woman starts asking me personal questions like, ‘how are you?’ I know it is time to move on to a new post office because there are plenty more post offices in the sea except that there aren’t.  Soon, my only option will be to grimace through these interrogation sessions whilst biting the inside of my cheek very hard or expand my catchment area to fifty miles.  I know old people love this chatting shit and I am sure that post office workers are providing a wonderful service for our brave OAPs but I wish they would leave me the fuck alone.

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