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Aug. 11th, 2006 08:01 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
froggy_dearYesterday I had to put a couple of small packages in the mail, but it was after hours. Have no fear, fair reader, for the post office nearest me has an automated postage thingymabobber. Like at atm, but for sending packages, if you're not familiar.
I go through the deal - how big is my package, what does it wiegh, where is it going, how fast do I want it to get there, postage! - and put my packages in the mail drop. I drop them in. I turn around, probably saying something to Daniel.
This girl comes up to me - probably in her later teens. She says, holding out two envelopes without stamps, "Do I use that or the box outside?"
"Um..." I say, wondering if she's serious, "Do you have stamps?"
"No postage necessary," she says reading off of the envelope.
"Then you can just drop them in the one outside."
And off she goes. I look at Daniel like "did that seriously just happen? Did she not know how to mail letters?" Wow.
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Later that day we got $10 of lunch meat free. See, it was discounted because it had to be sold in the next few days. We check out - check out dude forgets the discount. We don't notice until we've walked a little ways away. Turn around to get our money back (it was a $6.00 difference!). Wait in line because there's no service desk and it's gotten much busier in the last two minutes. We get up to the check out guy (a different one), tell him we were mischarged, hand him the reciept and the meat. He apologizes, scans the meat, and pulls a ten dollar bill out of the till. "We still want the meat," I tell him. He nods quickly and hands me the ten and the meat and moves on the the next customer. I figure, okay, not going to argue with that.
Meat!
I go through the deal - how big is my package, what does it wiegh, where is it going, how fast do I want it to get there, postage! - and put my packages in the mail drop. I drop them in. I turn around, probably saying something to Daniel.
This girl comes up to me - probably in her later teens. She says, holding out two envelopes without stamps, "Do I use that or the box outside?"
"Um..." I say, wondering if she's serious, "Do you have stamps?"
"No postage necessary," she says reading off of the envelope.
"Then you can just drop them in the one outside."
And off she goes. I look at Daniel like "did that seriously just happen? Did she not know how to mail letters?" Wow.
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Later that day we got $10 of lunch meat free. See, it was discounted because it had to be sold in the next few days. We check out - check out dude forgets the discount. We don't notice until we've walked a little ways away. Turn around to get our money back (it was a $6.00 difference!). Wait in line because there's no service desk and it's gotten much busier in the last two minutes. We get up to the check out guy (a different one), tell him we were mischarged, hand him the reciept and the meat. He apologizes, scans the meat, and pulls a ten dollar bill out of the till. "We still want the meat," I tell him. He nods quickly and hands me the ten and the meat and moves on the the next customer. I figure, okay, not going to argue with that.
Meat!
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Date: 2006-08-12 03:18 am (UTC)