I was standing in the line at the Post Office today and had cause to wonder what planet I was on. One lady kept screaming that the line was too long and people need to hurry up and get out of her way because she had important packages to mail. Obviously the rest of us had just gone into the post office to stand around and cause her grief.
The guy in front of me had a huge stack of Business Christmas Cards he was mailing out. I am certain his business was just as important as hers, but he wasn’t complaining.
The line cut right through the middle of the post office (which wasn’t built to handle the traffic it had). One lady approached and said, “Excuse me,” because she needed to pass. I stepped aside so she could. The lady behind me quickly took my place in line. I said, “Excuse me, that was my spot.” She said, “You left.” The man in front of me — the one mailing the Christmas cards — reacted while I was still speechless. He made a place for me in line and said to her, “Merry Christmas,” but it sounded much more like “Shame on you.” I said thank you!
Boy there was nothing I wanted more than to come back home! There are just too many nasty people out there.