Sunday afternoon. I shit you not. This has changed my life.
On Sunday afternoon, you can still walk in to the little vestibule and use the scales and your credit card to buy stamps and send packages without the angry patrons, long lines, and the interesting smells of the weekday post office.
NO LINES!
NO IDIOTS!
NO STANK!
(And the kiosk in my PO has a touch screen that makes the most satisfying clicking noise I've ever heard. I'm just sayin'.)
Sunday afternoon. Do it.
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