a few things that are typical:
i completely underestimate the amount of time activities take, mostly because i am very overconfident in my planning (this, i imagine, is because i'm inwardly gloating about my ability to make a feasible plan). this makes me 11 minutes late for life.
other times, i forget the simplest details in my attempt to be efficient. (these things range from getting all the way to the train station and forget to have cash in my wallet to pay for my money-saving (and more efficient!) trip in a cab.)
both of these things happened today in the post office. my friends and i at the Loch Raven post office are well acquainted. bulk mailings for work, countless packages mailed to donors, 500 stamps purchased, all timely. but it's the holidays, and the only time for me to get to the post office is during my lunch break. this is of course everyone else's lunch break. the line is out the door.
i have all my christmas presents purchased, the flat rate shipping boxes procured and ready to be filled with wonderful items for my whole family. i got ALL my christmas shopping done for my family and it's the 14th. (read: overconfidence).
i will avoid the hellish line by using the automated postage station that i have come to know and love. so simple, so quick! poor suckers (and old people) waiting in line for 45 minutes because they don't trust technology -- i am brilliant. (read: overconfidence, gloating in head)
i'll avoid this whole line, just grab some packing tape from the wall, pack the boxes up...in five minutes all my packages (and two of joy's) are sent to the west coast.
BALLS.
i can't pay for the packing tape with the automated postage machine. i have overlooked the simple detail of buying my own packing tape at another store, instead opting to quickly grab the most convenient tape around and rabidly put together the boxes. i've epically failed at both planning and being efficient. i stand in line for 30 minutes with a crying baby ahead of me and couldn't help but laugh at myself at my folly. so typical sarah weakley.
the tape cost $3.29. $3.29 and 45 minutes is what it cost to dial my pride down a few notches.
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I thoroughly enjoyed this post because A: you are crazyawsome[love] and I love the way you write :) and B: I spent 30 min in line yesterday so I could mail a package to Tanzania... I was in line behind mostly old people (this is Palm Springs) and the woman in front of me had had a LOT of plastic surgery. Anyway, I'm afraid of the automated (or whatever) machine because I have no idea how to use it. This lack of confidence in things I have not been explicitly shown how to do is very typical of me- happens in my job daily. blerg.
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