i bust my ass to find a job...any job, you don't even show up for interviews!

can someone please explain to me what is wrong with the people who work at the Post Office? are any of them anything more than human black holes? is the government raising deceivingly ethnic zombie babies in some compound under a desert in wherever the fuck there are deserts and then just sending them when they look old and haggard enough to go work in post offices around the country?

SERIOUSLY.

it's like doing their job is going to kill them! it's like no matter who you are or how nicely you greet them or how completely you put up with their unpleasant demeanor from the get-go they just won't break their icy stare or their lacsadaisical ways.

i'm sorry but i would KILL for their job. KILL...you know what vaguely asian post office worker?! i don't have a paying job right now. i am selling all of my belongings on amazon.com! and do you know what my belongings are worth so far is US dollars?! a touch under $200! do you know how that makes me feel? do you know how lucky you are to get to sit in your slightly adorable little post office worker uniform with your little silk bow tied hanky thing and your gorgeous vintage gold pin and simply enter information on your computer, print out a FUCKING sticker, stick it on a package or envelope or what have you and just toss it into some massive pile of mail?!

i bet you get a nice long lunch break and you probably have benefits and get most holidays off, and you don't have to work on sundays, and you probably don't work later than 6pm on any given day and THAT SOUNDS PRETTY FUCKING GOOD TO ME RIGHT NOW.

so the next time i come in with 7 packages and you look at me like i am the devil incarnate, or whatever is evil in asia, why don't you just realize that in those little packages are things that i care about that i am now forced to sell to people who may not take very good care of them, whereas you sit on a fairly comfortable rolly chair all day listening to "chestnuts roasting on an open fire" or whatever other stupid yet heart-warming christmas song the local radio station is playing GETTING PAID so it could be worse.