Post Office Blues
Not much time to "blarg" today.
I am scheduled to put in an appearance at my "real" job and as usual, I have a tonne of stuff to pack for my other "real" job.
I like working at ye old HCV most days, but today I'm having allergies and I feel kinda tired.
*sniff, sniff...sneeze*.
I could easily stay home and chill in my pjs.
Oh well. We soldier on...the peeps are expecting me and I do have a few customers who adore me, so that will make it okay I hope.
I'm going to quickly rant about various Post Offices.
They are driving me insane.
This week "R" down at the local PO told "B" that I needed to add a Small Parcel sticker to EVERY button order going across the border.
It's a bloody huge thing, that I fill out at home to save "B" time at the PO.
Filling this form out adds a good 5 minutes to the packing process.
I loathe it.
Supposedly I needed it the whole time, but the ladies were doing me a solid by leaving it off.
No more. We've been found out!
Curses!
I would say more, but I can't..."They" could be listening in...shhhhhhhh...
*sniff, sniff, sneeze*
A~
