9/8/21

I finally made it to the post office today. It’s a funny office, with character, though maybe not the kind of character that inspires confidence in mail-delivery abilities. Entry is limited to a small portion of the room near the door, cordoned off by four filling cabinets of various sizes, the tops of which also form the front desk. In the back, two crooked tables hold up a computer, a typewriter, one of those scales where you have to slide the weights along a lever, and a black trash bag with various papers spilling out. It appears no one has swept since the pandemic began. Envelopes and boxes cannot be purchased on site, so the man in front of me has repurposed a snack food carton. The one woman working is friendly and helpful. 5/5 experience.