Location Spotlight: The Post Office

Writing about "Jake: The Preop Screening Nurse" got me to thinking about my conversations with other people.  I've decided I should share a story about a conversation between me and the postal worker, Joe.  

When I was a working girl, I was a daily visitor at the Post Office.  I was all about helping the economy one stamp at a time.  When you visit one place, daily, for about 10 years, you kinda get to know the people there.  They become the type of people that you miss when they're away, but you wouldn't invite them to the Christmas party. 

Well one day, I got that little yellow slip in my mailbox that says... Hey, you've got a package!  So I got in line and waited patiently for the line to move.  When it was finally my turn I moved to the part of the counter Joe was working at that day.  We exchanged our normal pleasantries and then he went to get my package.  Now, before I go any further, I need to tell you what was in that package.  Bras.  Pretty ones.  Lane Bryant was having a buy one get one free sale online.  So I bought one, and got one free.  And it had free shipping.  And I had a coupon.  So I was pretty excited about this package.  Now, back to Joe... our conversation went a little like this:

Joe:  Ooh, looks like someone has been shopping.
Me:  Yup, I sure have.
Joe:  Lane Bryant, nice stuff.
Me:  Yup, I like their selection.
Joe:  Whadchya get?

Now, I'm pretty quick on my feet when it comes to being witty, but I must admit that I was not prepared for this question.  As I felt my face start to blush, I decided I had one of two options:  Tell the truth or talk my way outta this.  So here's how the rest of my conversation went:

Me:  Shhhh... it's a secret.
Joe:  Oohh...a secret.... Why?  Is it something for your husband?
Me:  Laughter... I'd be pretty worried about my husband if I bought something from Lane Bryant for him.
Joe:  I don't know... maybe you bought him a manpurse.
Me:  I'd be even more worried if he wanted a manpurse.  He doesn't know I was shopping yet.
Joe:  Laughs, ahhh, I see... so it's a secret until he gets the credit card bill.
Me:  Exactly.  Have a good day Joe.

And off I went with my package in hand.  I'm pretty proud of how I skirted that question.  But I was worried the next few times I went to the Post Office.  I kept waiting for Joe to say... "Hey, you never did tell me what was in your package."  Although, I had decided I would just say, "I'm wearing it now" and be on my way again.

I think there is a life lesson here though.  Under no circumstances should you ask someone what is in their package.... especially if you work at the post office.

Until next time...