Common Courtesy

Today was D-Day, or maybe I should say T-Day. Tax returns must be in the mail today. I performed the onerous chore yesterday. Unfortunately, by the time I had gathered up all the proper forms and made copes of everything, it was too late to get to the Post Office. No problem. The nearest Post Office to me would be open until noon today. I would just get up very early and make sure not to get caught in a last minute crowd. Yes, yes. I know. To some of you, the simple fact that I waited 3 months to take care of this already qualifies me as a “last minute filer”. But, hey, I didn’t wait until midnight on the last day!

I woke up a little late. When I opened my eyes and looked at the clock it was nearly 10 already! Good grief! I rarely sleep past 7 and 10 is TOTALLY unheard of, even when I’m ill. Muttering to myself about the forces of evil conspiring against me, I hurriedly got up and dressed for my trek to the Post Office.

When I got there, the line was a little long. There were about 10 people ahead of me. The postal employees were working quite efficiently though and the line was moving well. Faced with what must be a day second only to Christmas as a postal worker’s nightmare, they were all cheery and pleasant. I waited patiently in line as people mailed packages, bought stamps, sent overnight packages and – oh yes – mailed tax returns. I thought I had already filled out all the appropriate forms to get a return receipt and send certified mail. When I got to the counter, however, I found out I had missed one. Dang! The line had grown considerably by this time and now I would have to go fill out more forms and wait again. Poop!

Then the angel of the Post Office smiled on me. She said that I could come back to the head of the line when I was finished. I nearly skipped to the table. When I was done I returned to the head of the line just as a space opened up at the counter. I trotted on up to the window to mail my returns. As the Post Office angel quickly began to process my returns, a voice rang out from somewhere mid-line.

“Ma’am. Ma’am! You can’t just bypass this line like that!!”

I looked at the worker for support. None was forthcoming. Damn. Deep Breath.

“I didn’t bypass the line. I have already waited in line only to find out I needed to do more paperwork. On instruction from the employees here I came back to the front of the line when I was done.”

I started to turn around thinking that this might suffice. Apparently not.

“Well you should have told US!”

Another deep breath. And another.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. However, I did not see the need to explain my actions to the entire line. The people in charge here knew what I was doing and I really thought that was all that was necessary. Thank you for your concern.”

The post office angel kept her eyes down and snickered as she worked. She muttered something about not being paid enough to be a police officer as well as a post office angel. I laughed. From the same place mid-line came The Voice again.

“No courtesy. That’s what’s wrong with the world today. No courtesy. Did you see that?”

Wait a minute. I was being blamed with the troubles of the world again. Could this mid-line voice in the Post Office be Anon? The possibility boggled my mind.

The post office angel gave me my receipt with a smile and wished me a good day with a rueful grin. I saluted her and turned to leave.

“Yes, a lack of courtesy is a problem these days. I am glad you recognized your problem. Now I hope you plan to do something about it.”

My return is mailed. It was a beautiful day. If anyone is looking for me – I’ll be out causing more problems for the world.

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HA! Glad you didn’t go postal on him… thinking you were more courteous then he deserved. Be Well SW!

That’s why they go postal…all the whiners (course, if they’d speed up a bit!) 😉 Peace, love, death, taxes.

April 15, 2000

Heaven help you if there is a deficit next year cuz you’ll be blamed for that, too! You’re much nicer than I am – the voice wouldn’t have heard a peep from me. It would have been ignored.

I just love your spunk! Too many people would have sucked it up and melted into the woodwork! Three cheers for someone with a little nerve! Here/here!! Congratulations once again on being a real woman!!

You are way too polite, I think I need to take you under my wing Honey bunch!

BBe
April 15, 2000

You, you, you, you………..trougble maker you. 😉 Thanks for the smiles.

You poor little trouble maker! I don’t suppose anyone at the post office told you that you have until midnight on Monday to get your returns post-marked since today is Saturday, did they? At least that’s what I hear

heh heh heh… good reply 🙂

Glad you got your return done in time, Sunshine! What do you expect of a dreamer and daytime sleeper! The IRS forms rain in from both the timeless and the timed-out We love you, anyway.

Quick wit… Way To Go SW!!! 🙂

April 16, 2000

You are SUCH a trouble maker!! Shall I join you? Perhaps we could belch in public, or push old ladies (where IS Tuppence anyway) into mud puddles. What do you say? With a grin…

Laughing at what Torin and Tuppence had to say! Can’t agree more! Let’s go be obnoxious and really earn all that so easily rendered criticism! LOL Big hugs, SW!

and here for months I was thinking that I was causing all the world’s problems…why didn’t someone tell me sooner?!

Oh man,you mean to tell me that it’s already time to do taxes!i just did that five years ago and now i have to do it again? Hmmm, can i claim all the money i spend on beer and pretzels as home improvements?

Can I borrow you to join me in our P.O. queues ?LOL Great answer well done! Hugz

Love it! Isn’t there some really groovin’ packaging tape at the post office for mouths like that? ~:)

HA! great comeback,I can’t believe it was anon, don’t you think s/he would have done taxes ages ago?

OMG!! Tuppence taking you under her wing, Torin joining forces with you both! I’m hiding at home!! *laughing hysterically*

well…somebody’s got to keep things stirred up, you know…today it’s your turn!! By the way, do you read PEGASUS…postal worker…

I also wanted to express my thanks, appreciation and gratitude for the notes that you leave DS – it means a great deal to him…helps him to still feel “connected” to the outside world.

I usually am in a last minute rush to do my taxes, but got them in early this year for a change. I would have died from embarasment if someone in the line challenged me.

Now that was an EXCELLENT response! Good for you!

April 16, 2000

I don’t know about you and Torin teaming up. Laughing and Watching, as always.

April 16, 2000

How do *I* define ‘friends’? ::laughing:: My first definition: Someone who knows all about you and loves you anyway. Second definition to follow. With a grin…

April 16, 2000

Second definition: Someone who, when you make a fool of yourself, does not assume you have done a permanent job. Dear Yummy falls into both those categories! With a grin…

April 16, 2000

Now as to whether friends can also be lovers…Laughing softly…

you are a special part of the gang even though you do live to far to attend the meetings. HONK!! (Marion will explain the Honk)

I can visualize the Nat’l Weather Svc reporting a warning – – a large twister-like being, spreading throughout the State of Georgia…..”It’s a bird!” – “It’s a plane!” – – “It’s Sunshine Wolf!!”

**ROTFL** Ohmigosh….. doncha just hate tax season!!!

We have a little banana republic down there, thanks to our generosity in providing a haven for the disaffected. This falls under the category of unanticipated consequences.

Yeah! Kill em with kindness, never fails. I’m with Emeera, think I’ll hide at home while you team up with Tup and Torin. What a cast of characters visiting here today. 🙂 I see someone is back and I should visit

So it is you causing all those problems.!

Being the SW, you should have snarled at him.

What a great line to retort with.!

April 17, 2000

You handled that lineup episode well, Sunshine! The others tuned into the situation and got an education re how it happened that might be useful to them sometime.

April 17, 2000

My very dear SW, I do believe we will make excellent teammates! With a wide grin, still disturbing the sh*t…

i think you handled that extremely well.

Actually you had ’til the 17th this year. That 10am wake up time sounds good to me!

You go, girl! They should have realised how courteous you were already, due to the simple fact that you didn’t tell them to **** off!

Unfortunately, there is nothing common about courtesy nowadays. Blessed Be,