I dropped by the post office to mail off a couple of packages. When I
arrived the place was completely empty, but by the time I had my
packages prepped there was a line out the door. It took about a minute
for a dozen people to file in. Anyway our postal clerk is a talkative
one. While I waited I listened to him vent about life behind the
counter to a succession of hapless customers. He eventually admitted
that he was suffering from shorttimer's. He's leaving the company and
finishing his education. It was kind of inspiring.
Dishonorable Work
12 hours ago

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