Fucking post office!
I hate the Fucking post office.
So here’s how this went. I had a FPO/APO priotrity mail package for Zakk and a priority mail envelope for my dad that had some certificates for engraving worth $150 that I needed to send insured. So I had all my customs forms filled out and all of that. I wait in line with my 40 pounds of stuff (No joke. The box for zakk was 100% full of candy) and finally get up to the front. The lady takes my priority mail box and says you need a return address. I said ok, but it’s already on the customs form. She continued to lay into me about it while I’m doing it. I’m thinking what a bitch. Then I hand her my insured package. She says you need to fill out an insurance form. So I did and then she says. What’s in it? I told her and she says well I can’t insure it this way you need to put it in a box. I said ok what if I take the necklace out and just send it that way. She says ok. So I pull out the necklace then she says I cant insure this because It’s ceritificates. I can only insure it for the paper it’s printed on. So By this point I’m pretty annoyed so I said well then let’s not insure it. I’ll put the necklace back in and we’ll just send it on. So she says do you need delivery confirmation and I said yes. Then she tells me the total and I say don’t i get some sort of certificate for delivery confirmation and she says you said you didn’t want it. I said no. I do want it. So blah blah blah. I ended up so pissed off by the time I left I just wanted to scream Look Bitch! I have enough people trying to make my life hard. I don’t need your help with it. Just send my shit and let me leave.
GaH!!!
I hate federal workers!