It's that age old concept of "karma"... and my experience at the post office this morning definitely confirms that it's legit.
Now before I get into my story telling session, let me preface things by stating that I 100% support the United States Postal Service and their employees. I truly appreciate the hard work and organization that goes into the process of shipping a package from one end of our country to the other.
With that being said, I thought I'd share my recent trek through the post office line.
Nope. The thing I hated the most were the ridiculously long lines of customers waiting to get their 35¢ scoops of chocolate malted crunch.
I'm not sure if you have ever experienced the wait in one of those lines, but let me tell you something. It's nothing compared to standing behind the counter and dealing with customers who had to wait in that line. It was not one of my favorite memories.
Outside of my parents, it was probably the main source of motivation to earn good grades and graduate with a degree.
Anyways... back to the story. Some days the lines were so long that they went out into the parking lot. Today's line at the post office took me on a trip down memory lane and back to Thrifty's.
Sometimes the lines at Thrifty's were so long that I literally stopped trying to be the best ice cream scooper on the West Coast and actually gave up in trying to please everyone. Instead of letting the lines stress me out, I'd get into a relaxing pace and drown out the customers by listening to the Muzak the manager played in the store. I'm embarrassed to say this... but a part of me actually hoped people would get tired of waiting and leave.
Now, I know what you're thinking... that seems awfully immature and you should have been fired. I'm not going to argue with you. As an adult, I realize I didn't handle the situation in a professional manner. I was raised to always try my best and I should have given Thrifty's and their customers my best effort.
These days... I'm in the exact opposite position. I love my job and I'm proud to say I give my students and my administrators nothing short of 100%.
Unfortunately... that's not good enough for "karma". She made sure to teach me a lesson this morning at the post office.
That's where I shipped out packages to Comatoad, Zippy Zappy, Jacobmrley, Spiegel, and Schwood (CCW Member). It's also where I stood in line for nearly an hour as two tellers tried to help thirty to forty customers.
As soon as I got towards the front of the line, that's when I knew this was payback for the years at Thrifty's. Both employees were in no hurry to help us, because they knew it didn't matter how fast they worked. That line wasn't going anywhere. If anything, it got shorter because five to ten customers eventually walked out.
How do I know that they weren't in a hurry? I could tell by the way they taped packages and applied the postage stickers. It was as if they were going out of their way to be slow. And while customer were making rude comments and exasperated sighs, I just stood there with a grin on my face. Payback is a female dog.
Who knows... maybe they were my customers from twenty-five years ago who recognized me and decided to even the score.
That's why I'm not taking anymore chances. I'm making sure to pay off all of my cardboard debt to fellow bloggers. I'd hate to have "karma" come back to haunt me again.
If you feel that I owe you some cardboard and your name wasn't mentioned above, please email me or leave me a message below. It's a brand new year and I want to start things off on a positive note.
Happy Thursday and sayonara!