Mr. Popular
Double-post today because I accidentaly lost the beautifully-worded post I wrote earlier.
I managed to sell 97 of my old Playstation games on eBay over the weekend. This is pleasing. Posting them, however, isn’t.
I got to the post office earlier when only three people were ahead of me in the queue. Unfortunately for subsequent customers there were only two people serving the customers, with one set of working postal weighing scales between them, and I had 30 jiffy bags of PS1 games to send. I was not a popular guy, judging by the glares aimed at me, soundtracked by sighing and huffing of pissed off people in the queue.
By the time I left the queue stretched out the door and around the corner and easily had about 30 or 40 people. Fuck ‘em. It’s my right to post a shitload of mail if I want to.
Oh, and I got new shoes yesterday. Inexpensive but functional. Slip-on, not laced - because I’m lazy.