I hate waiting in line at the post office in the mega suburb where I live, so
I often drive out to this little post office and mail stuff. A single postmaster
works in this little old building and we've come to know each other over the
several years I've been going out there. Today I sent a huge bunch of papers
to my attorneys for review on the condo I'm buying and the postmaster asked me if
I would be coming back to see her now that I'm moving away. Look at this place;
what would keep me away???