PreRaphaelite
Ideal_Rock
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Another symptom of quarantine fatigue is anger. I had a tempter tantrum this afternoon as the substitute postal carrier failed for the third day in a row to pick up the outgoing priority mail packages (my regular carrier is a brilliant wonderful human and I love her to bits). The substitute guy is a jerk, a lazy inconsequential slug, as far as I’m concerned. I wish he’d pull up his pants. Ack!
Anyway, today’s mail had jewels going out so I watched like a hawk to see if he’d pick up and scan the box. Nope! He looked right at it and ignored it, shoving the deliveries right in on top. I raged. The cats thought I had lost my mind. By the time I got to the box, he had Zoomed off, and I fussed and fussed inside my mask as I drove to the post office. I had officially lost it.
Anyway, today’s mail had jewels going out so I watched like a hawk to see if he’d pick up and scan the box. Nope! He looked right at it and ignored it, shoving the deliveries right in on top. I raged. The cats thought I had lost my mind. By the time I got to the box, he had Zoomed off, and I fussed and fussed inside my mask as I drove to the post office. I had officially lost it.