Going to the post office

For the first time in I don't know how many years, I went to the post office. You see, at my former place of employment, I didn't have to go to the post office. If I wanted to mail something, I just brought it to work, and they would put postage on it, then take it off of my paycheck the end of the month. I could even do UPS packages and have the charge taken off of my paycheck. It was great!

I realized the other day that I needed a stamp to mail something. So, off I go to the post office. I went inside, and found the machine that dispenses the stamps. Great. I won't have to wait in line. So, I put in a $20 bill (all I had on me), got a book of stamps, and received my change, in coins. The book of stamps was $8 something, so I got back about $11 something in coins, among them $1 coins. To me, $1 coins are useless, unless you use them on the tollway. You can't use them in vending machines, and you have to dig around and find them if you want to pay for something. AND, they jingle and weigh down your purse. My purse was already heavy. Now, I just added like 20 pounds to my purse!

Back to the stamps, after all that, I have stamps. And I can mail again. Now, I have to go find a mailbox...