It has been many years, thank goodness, since it has happened. But in years past, there were a rash of shootings in post offices by postal employees. Evidently the stress and pressures of the job, caused them to want to shoot their bosses, co-workers and even themselves. Hence the saying, "going postal." Well, I have some issues with that. I was at the post office the other day, as I have been many times, and the line was to the door and there were THREE, yep that's right, THREE employees. Because of new laws that require a passport to go to Mexico, and because we live in what is now "little Mexico", there are MANY people who are there wanting passports. This takes anywhere from 20 minutes to two days for the employee to explain and get done. They should have a passport PERSON but no, any one who goes to any station can start that long process. While those of us needing, I don't know STAMPS or something else that takes all of 2 minutes must wait. And INVARIABLY, no matter HOW MANY people are in line, one of the THREE (and there are NEVER more than three) employees will put up their "window closed" sign and continue to work slowly and calmly while we all stand there and stare at them in disbelief. If looks could kill, that white haired man with the glasses, would be at Johnson's Funeral Home as we speak. A supervisor will usually make an appearance and see the LONG line and decide to "HELP". This is laughable. Yes, it is. In fact I was laughing almost out loud as I typed that. She goes up and down the aisle asking what people need and guess what? She tells ALL of them "I can't do that, you will have to see the clerk." In fact ALL SHE CAN DO, evidently, is see if you need help and direct you to the clerk which is what you were standing in line for in the first place. I believe her real job is to placate you but all she does is make me even madder. I think she can go get certified letters for you, provided you show her your birth certificate and slip her a $100 bill. So after the clerk that has closed their window (and it is always the white haired guy by the way), works SLOWLY for a while at his window.........he opens back up. WHAT???????? He couldn't have just stayed open and done whatever he was doing LATER? Perhaps when the line didn't contain 18 people? And might I add that throughout this whole ordeal, the passport couple ARE STILL THERE and not ANY closer to getting one it seems. So, the post office employees find THEIR job so stressful that they bring guns to work? ARE YOU KIDDING ME??? They are as slow as tortoises. They feel no pressure as they face an ANGRY MOB (line, same thing) of people who just want to get their business done and get out. They close their work stations WHENEVER they feel like it. And HEAVEN FORBID, if it is time for their break, while they are WAITING on a person, they just clock out. SERIOUSLY!! So where does the anger come from? I can tell you..........IT IS WITH ME!!!!!!!!! I was so "postal" by the time I had stood in line (with only 8 people in front of me, all of whom were just buying stamps or mailing something) for over thirty minutes, they are lucky I DON'T carry a gun!! And it is that way EVERY time I go there. What is that? And yet, we should pity the postal worker and ALL that they go through? Not me baby. I used to visit with my postman, talk about the weather, joke about the bills and stuff, but not anymore. I am afraid that I will pummel him about the face and head profusely and scream, "what is up with the freaking post office?" So, I just smile and wave and fight the bitterness that is welling up within me. Going Postal? Yeah, I do EVERY time I go in the building. And the couple trying to get the passport?? I drove by the NEXT day and they were STILL there and the line was OUT OF THE BUILDING........going postal..........JEESH!!!!
