Could have been a page right out of American Splendor

Last week I got a post card in the mail stating that I wasn't home to receive my mail (well, duh), and so the certified mail I wasn't home to pick up is waiting for me at the post office.

On my way to work I stopped at the post office to pick up said certified mail. Somehow not surprisingly, there was already a lengthy line of people there, with only one window open. Some little old guy was there for about ten minutes holding everyone else up, I don't know if he was buying an entire book of stamps one at a time, or what, but he took forever. I was already on line for twenty minutes by that point. I was going to be late for work. Crap.

Ten customers and twenty more minutes later, I finally got to the window. I signed the post card, showed some ID, signed another card, and received an envelope from some lawyer's office.

Turns out, someone in the neighborhood wants to install a deck, and if I have objections I have to show up at the planning board meeting on the 7th. All that aggravation, for pretty much nothing.

What a way to start the Monday after a holiday weekend. :P