So I went to my po-dunk post office to get an International Postal Money Order for a cel I just bought and the woman behind the counter tells me that they don't have them at that Post Office.

I gave her the look of disbelief and she recanted and said that they only do them for Canada and Mexico.

I told her that I have gotten them for Japan before and she got all huffy and started running around looking for...something. Then she stopped and asked how long ago it was. I told her about 2 or 3 years and she said, "Oh thats why then we don't do them anymore...yeah that is one of the countries we stopped doing them for."
But I was just on the USPS website today and it said you send them to Japan...
Oh. It did?
Yes. It did.
Well...well ok then.
She then proceeded to get my IPMO and continued being a crazy bitch throughout the rest of the transaction.

But she told me to have a nice day afterwards!
She is like that
every time I go in. She is like that to the whole town. (I worked at the Chamber of Commerce for the summer so I know this to be true) But no one can do anything about it because they all fear Postal retaliation.

Stuff being damaged or lost or whatever sinister thing this monster can cook up.
I am held captive by this woman until she dies or I move.

I have to be nice to her or fear her wrath on my poor innocent cels!

I'm actually beginning to find the whole situation to be quite humorous, in a cosmic joke kind of way.
