i don't want to pay for this.
yesterday i went to the post office fully aware of the fact that it would be busy and annoying. while waiting in line to buy stamps, i overheard an interaction that got my attention.
'i would like to send this but i don't want to pay for it' in a broken english indian accent. the postie said that the way cod worked was that she would pay for it up front, the postal carrier would collect on delivery, and she would get her money back. the woman listened, nodding several times and the said, 'ok, but i would like to send this and i don't want to pay.' postie, 'ma'am, i'm afraid that is not how cod works....' and she went on to explain identically to the first time. meanwhile, the woman was fumbling with the postie's tape because she was going to send the box with just the flaps folded on itself (top and bottom). the postie insisted she tape it. when given the tape, she started taping the edges of the box to the postal worker's dismay. 'what if i don't pay for this box?' 'then we don't send it out.' i don't know how it ended, because i finally got my stamps.
so, later in the evening, i was in the garage for literally 20 seconds taking the garbage out. when i got back inside oliver had grabbed what was left of the stamps off the kitchen counter and had completely destroyed them. now i have to go back to the post office...i wonder what else i'll over hear?
8 miles last night, and although it wasn't any faster than normal it felt faster, smoother, better than normal.
robin helped me hash out ideas with my reasons for graduate study essay. i am still having a lot of trouble with this, but we made some headway last night...she is the best.
'i would like to send this but i don't want to pay for it' in a broken english indian accent. the postie said that the way cod worked was that she would pay for it up front, the postal carrier would collect on delivery, and she would get her money back. the woman listened, nodding several times and the said, 'ok, but i would like to send this and i don't want to pay.' postie, 'ma'am, i'm afraid that is not how cod works....' and she went on to explain identically to the first time. meanwhile, the woman was fumbling with the postie's tape because she was going to send the box with just the flaps folded on itself (top and bottom). the postie insisted she tape it. when given the tape, she started taping the edges of the box to the postal worker's dismay. 'what if i don't pay for this box?' 'then we don't send it out.' i don't know how it ended, because i finally got my stamps.
so, later in the evening, i was in the garage for literally 20 seconds taking the garbage out. when i got back inside oliver had grabbed what was left of the stamps off the kitchen counter and had completely destroyed them. now i have to go back to the post office...i wonder what else i'll over hear?
8 miles last night, and although it wasn't any faster than normal it felt faster, smoother, better than normal.
robin helped me hash out ideas with my reasons for graduate study essay. i am still having a lot of trouble with this, but we made some headway last night...she is the best.
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