I had to mail some documents back to my parents in Pennsylvania so I went to the post office on Barrington. As I waited in line, I noticed a couple of things. First of all, almost all the employees were older Asian women. I have no idea what that is the case but it’s absolutely true.
One of the postal workers was giving a woman customer a hard time. She was yelling, “No! Not this one. This one! Stand over here! You’re holding up the line.” Apparently, the woman had filled out the wrong form and now she had to do it all over again.
I turned to the guy behind me, an average looking dude my age. “I hope I didn’t fill out the wrong form.”
He laughed and did a Soup Nazi imitation: “No mail for you. One year!”
This went on for a while as we moved up in the line. We were having a good laugh at this women who was bossing everyone around.
Then it was my turn and sure enough I got the Post Office Nazi. I put on a fake smile and started to launch into what I needed.
But she interrupted me. “Everything goes smoother if everyone follows the rules.”
Oh, shit. Had she overheard our conversation? I played dumb. “Yes, that’s definitely true.”
“If you don’t know something, you ask. Don’t hold up the line with the wrong form.”
She definitely knew we were making fun of her. I said, “Well, maybe sometimes people don’t ask because they’re scared of the person who has the information they need.”
She furled a brow. “Who’s scared?! There’s no one scared here.”
I pointed at the guy behind me in line I’d been joking with. I said, “He’s scared.”
I fully expected the guy to have my back here. But instead, he totally denied everything! He said, “I’m not scared. I don’t even know this guy.”
Back-stabbing jerk. I felt betrayed. So I just said, “Whatever, can I just mail this?”
She rang up the postage, I paid, then I turned to leave. But she stopped me with, “No mail for you. One year!”
I looked back and saw she was smiling. Clearly a joke. I smiled.