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I’m in a bad mood so I will rant here.
Since the postal company closed the office downtown and every other associated post service in town I have to go to the main post office, which is 15 minutes away and is always full, so 35 minutes waiting for my turn and the person that calls my number is one of those chatty ones that knows everything and of course I should change the way I prepare my mail by having someone go to the office to install a program on my computer so I can then use it once a month to print the paper that I have to take to the post office so he doesn’t have so much work inputting my mail on the system, because it’s not like he is there to work. Then he rants because I didn’t fill all in the spaces in the damn paper, because I didn’t write my name in caps lock, and didn’t put the time at which I filled the paper, really? What do you care what time I did it? I understand if he has put what time he received the mail in case there is some problem, but why the need to know when I prepared it?
I stop at the supermarket to grab some bread and stuff for the salad, and there are a lot of people at the checkout lines, I think about turning around and leaving but I really need what I went to buy for lunch, so I have to stay. Next time I have go early in the morning, since clearly the tourist season has opened and the supermarket still isn’t prepared to have all the checkout lines open. I hate that this particular store doesn’t have an express line for those with few items.
When I get outside it is raining, we are having a thunderstorm, spring is ending and we only had warm days since Sunday and now is raining again and the temperature droped a lot.
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