I just got back from the post office, where the woman at the counter actually refused to give me service. I asked her about whether media or first class would be cheaper for a local package, she said it depended on weight, so I asked if she'd weigh it. Before she weighed it, though, she started picking apart (literally--with her fingers) another package of mine and saying it needed to be taped. Well, it'd have been fine if she hadn't torn it apart, and I told her so. She got all huffy. I said, whatever, I still needed to mail my other packages because I wasn't going to buy tape from them, and pushed my other packages forward. She said, "Now, you are not to throw things at me." I said I didn't, I just needed to mail those packages. She then said, "You know what? I think you need to see someone else, because this isn't starting out right," and then refused to help me further. I didn't have time to wait in line again for someone else. So I'm back at work, really angry, and mad at myself for not being able to stand up for myself, and for losing my temper and storming out of the post office when she refused to help me. Argh! I just can't deal with even the little things right now.
