Day 194: I'm breaking up with the USPS

For the second time in a week, my trip to the post office has left me agitated and ready to pull my hair out. I don't know if it's just my luck or pure coincidence, but we don't mesh well together. Both times I've arrived at the post office with an easy, pre-addressed, 2 day priority package. No perishables, no insurance, should take me less than 5 minutes. Wrong. I wound up sitting there for almost 20 minutes each time. Granted, I had to wait in line and that's okay, I'm patient. However, NOT patient enough to sit there while someone tries to send something overseas, can't calculate the insurance they want, and oh yeah, has very broken English, which makes understanding how to mail overseas with insurance very easy, of course. I can even wait for that person, because, hey, it's not their fault, they're trying, and there's a second cashier. But wait, that second cashier is dealing with someone sending a package... a box that looks like it's been through the dishwasher and doesn't look like it's going to make it from the counter to the bin, let alone all the way to Ohio. The woman sending it is told to re-tape it...to which she responds, "yeah, I thought I should do that." SO WHY DIDN'T YOU??? Sorry USPS, we're on a break. I'm going to date UPS.