It is the embodiment of everything I hate. long lines, annoying people, and the fact that there's absolutely no pleasure whatsoever in being there. You're obviously there to spend money. Nothing fun to look at. No bar. No vending machines, pinball machines... NADA!
Normally I avoid it like a raging case of herpes at all costs but ESPECIALLY during this time of year. But of course I was forced to ship something work related yesterday so there I am standing in the typical long line that's to be expected with a bunch of other assholes. It's always such a freak show in there.
There's always one of those people who act like they have never been in a post office before, much less knows what goes on there. They need hand holding every step of the way thus contributing the hold up of the already long line. Asking the clerk how much priority mail is when there’s a blazing fking sign right above the counter telling you EXACTLY how much priority mail is. Not to mention that annoying fact that you had 20 fking minutes to review the fking sign while you were standing in line and you still don't know. WTF.
Then there's the ones that take their time deciding which fking stamp decoration they want. Really…?! These establishments should be ran more like the Soup Nazi. Put your money on the counter. Tell the clerk what you want, and step the hell aside.
This fat old lady who clearly needed an oxygen mask that was panting heavily behind me was pushing everyone around trying to figure out which priority box size she needed like it's worth the heart attack she was about to have.
Then I had to wait for people picking up parcels which is agonizing. The clerk disappears and 5 minutes later she comes back and tells one guy that they musta put the parcel card in his box by accident because there was no parcel. So everyone in line waited an additional 5 minutes to find out that information.
When it was my turn to be allowed to approach the counter, some old Asian lady just cut in line ahead of me. I let her. It wasn't worth the law suit that would have most definitely ensued.
Not to mention the fact that it costs 50 cents to mail a single fking piece of paper. What kind of horse shit is that?!
God I hate it!!! At least when I have to go to the post office’s evil hell hole twin, the DMV, I don’t have to go very often.
The longer answer: paychecks that go bouncy-bouncy, the internet, small children, school buses, public buses, not getting enough hours at work, records that get warped, cassette/8-track tapes that break, cassette tapes that develop that irritating underwater sound, fucking skipping dvd's, VHS tapes that have that annoying farting noise that plays throughout the entire movie, the rest of my generation(fucking millennials), the fact that Motorhead is no more, the rising cost of everything, "smart" phones.
Four packs of fancy pants beer that costs as much or more than six packs of fancy pants beer.
Fancy Pants IPA, now on sale for $14.99 a six pack!
I'm also going to add to that list 4 packs of fancy session beer that cost as much as honest strength beer. It's a scam.
Ya know, that fancy Maine Allagash Belgium style wheat beer was going for $12 a four-pack, when me Lady wanted to try it. That was four years ago. She said that the sediment was sentimental, but the taste was better from that blue moon stuff or something.
... Still trying to import Hamm's into where I am now. Broke ass Drunkard Injun.
^^^ Indeed and agreed sir but I still made a list because I relentlessly hate all of those things independently of the movie Cocktail. Cocktail could warrant it's own hate thread.
I'm going to throw Elizabeth Shue in the mix for good measure not only because of her acting but because she went all psycho hose beast when Tom Cruise banged the rich bitch when technically her and Tom weren't even together. Thanks a lot Elizabeth for giving us crazy bitches a bad rap.