As I was dropping off the mail at the post office, a woman conveniently double parked next to my car and blocked me in my spot.
She rolled down her window and asked me to put her mail in the mailbox. Seeing her disabled placard and the general clusterfuck of a mess that was in her car, I obliged.
She handed me a small pile of envelopes. I noticed she was having issues with one of the letters, telling me that she needed to get that last letter mailed today or else…
As I was politely hurrying telling her that I needed to go because my baby was in the car, she was licking and sealing the envelope of that last letter.
She handed me the letter. Her efforts to seal the envelope had failed. I handed the envelope back to her to re-seal it. She licked then envelope again and handed it to me. Fail, again.
Me: “Excuse me, but you might need some tape to close this envelope.”
Woman: “Oh. Can you seal it for me?”
Really?! First, does it look like I have scotch tape on me right now? Second, I surely hope you didn’t expect me to lick the envelope, let alone touch it after you practically licked the entire back of the envelope?!
And with that, I politely excused myself and left.
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