Some people are just jerks (not me, of course). I should have entitled this, "The Witch In the Mail Truck"...
I had a package to go out the other day, and since I hadn't set it up with the post office to pick it up, I had to watch for the mail person's truck to come by. Luckily, we live in a cul de sac and when she drives in, I have enough time to get my outdoor shoes on and trot out to stand at the end of the driveway by the mailbox.
That's what I was doing on Wednesday afternoon when this shocking (to me) event happened. Keep in mind, this was the day after the election, although I am not sure that had anything to do with what happened.
So, to get to the tale...When the mail lady pulled up near me she looked rather glum and said in a rather un-enthused tone, "Hello". Innocent me, I said back, "Gee, don't be so cheery!", but it was said with a smile and meant with no ill intention. This woman looked at me and said, "What do you mean?" Uh oh, I thought, I must have ticked her off somehow. I backpedaled a little bit and told her that she hadn't sounded very happy. Then, she proceeded to tell me "You know, I don't think you've ever said a kind thing to me!". Huh? What? I don't even remember talking to this woman on any other particular occasion, so her statement really caught me off guard.
You know how it is though, you think of the perfect replies about 3 hours later. I mean, I could have said, "Listen honey, you are a government employee and you need a wee bit of an attitude adjustment." Or, I could have come back with some other colorful two word metaphor, but no, I just kept my feelings in check. Postal chick handed me my mail and I made her hold it for another couple seconds while I kept from changing into my Super Witch (spell that any way you want) mode. Truthfully, it hurt my feelings a little bit (I need to work on that sensitivity thingy).
I happened to be outside today when the mail truck pulled up to my driveway. I didn't see who was driving, but I heard the truck stop and the sliding door open. "Oh *hit, she is getting out!" was my first thought. I didn't want to get into it with her. I was relieved to see that it was the substitute driver though, and I took that opportunity to ask her what was going on with the other mail lady the day before. Hey, they work together, they probably know each other's history somewhat.
This lady was very nice, and she did tell me that the other driver did have some problems with being able to deal with the public. No kidding?! Well, at least now I know it wasn't me that really irked her. She is just a grump and I'll have to keep that in mind should I ever have to deal with her again. Trouble is, my memory isn't all that good if it happens again months down the road I may have forgotten the incident and tick her off again. Sheesh! I figured she had voted for McCain and was fired up to take her loss out on someone. You know, I could be right...
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