*waves to Bethany* Hello...nice to
see you here!!!
Well, I have officially decided that I
REALLY hate working Saturdays at the
post office. I get there on Saturday
morning about 10 minutes to 9:00am
(I open at 9:00), I'm doing my thing getting
things ready when some guy knocks at the
door. I point to the clock to indicate that I'm
not open yet, but he insists that I come to
the door. I open it and he informs me that
someone is sleeping in the corner of the lobby
in front of some mailboxes. I go and look, and
sure enough there is some guy passed out
there. Anyway, I go back inside, phoned my
supervisor to find out what to do, and she told
me to phone the police. Just as I'm about to,
I look out in the lobby and the guy is staggering
outside, so I don't have to phone. Then I checked
back in the corner where he had been sleeping
and he had obviously peed himself so then I had
to mop the floor!!! I tell you, it really kind of
spooked me. The shit that I have dealt with...
cocaine in the lobby...used condoms on the
step...drunks passed out....seems like those
are things I'd deal with working in a bar not the
post office!!!