I mailed out my dadâ€™s birthday present today.Â His birthday was September 21st.Â Iâ€™m a horrible child.Â I sent my motherâ€™s birthday (May) and motherâ€™s day gifts to her in August.Â Iâ€™m an awful child.Â There is always a reason.Â With both, my initial reason was that I didnâ€™t have anything to put them in.Â Momâ€™s gift was long and fragile.Â I couldnâ€™t find a box that would accommodate it.Â Dadâ€™s gift (which I bought in June so I think of these things well in advance) just needed a photo mailer but it took me a while to get to Target and pick one up.Â Then I ordered a whole bunch of photos of Sabrina from Snapfish.Â I wanted to wait for them to arrive so I could send some.Â Iâ€™m just a horrible kid.Â
Iâ€™m the one you see in the UPS store on December 23rd willing to pay $275 to get $100 worth of gifts to Texas by Christmas.Â I donâ€™t know why I do this. Itâ€™s really quite sad.Â
The downtown post office I use is in an office building of sorts (there is also a little restaurant with a kick ass BBQ chicken burritoâ€¦but thatâ€™s another story).Â I left the post office area and decided to quickly duck into the ladies room to wash my hands.Â I stuck my head down the wrong short hallway looking for the ladies room.
In the background, I can hear the
coat check guy â€œsecurityâ€ guard saying â€œCan I help you maâ€™amâ€ to someone.
There were a dozen people around and I was no where near him so I figured he was talking to someone else.Â I continued wandering down the main hall (this is a very public area so not like I was intruding on NSA secret wire tapping sessions) and he starts saying â€œHey lady!Â What are you, deaf?Â Quit ignoring me.â€
I realized he was talking to me so I looked over at him.Â Iâ€™ve already spotted the ladies room at this point and donâ€™t appreciate him screaming at me across the hall.Â And am I deaf?Â Who is this guy?Â Archie Bunker?Â I gave him a small smile and said â€œI am fine.Â Thank you.â€
He yells â€œQuit ignoring me.Â I said â€˜can I help you?â€™Â Now what are you looking for?â€
I dropped the smile and was less friendly but replied â€œI was looking for the ladies room.Â I see it.Â Thank you.â€
He yells after me â€œHey! No reason to be rude.â€
As Carla would sayâ€¦And scene.