Most people hate going to the Post Office. The lines are always so long (especially at Christmas) and they are so slow and endless paperwork and then you have to wrap your head around the fact that the cost of mailing something plus your time is sometimes not worth it. Well, all of that goes to the enth degree when you have Gary helping you.
I am sure that P.M.G (post man Gary) is a very personable person...he has a very laid back demeanor, very chatty, and seems to be in his own universe. All the good elements for a compadre...but not when you are parked in a 20 minutes or less parking spot with Parking Nazi's all over the town (obviously San Carlos is in serious debt if they are going after every car that stays in a parking spot 2 minutes too long). You can hear the sighs when people see PMG chillaxing at his desk, chatting with customers and trying to sell every kind of stamp they have in stock.
Just a month or so ago, Carly went to the Post Office to mail a care-package to Dominica. She filled out the 20 or so forms and finally it was her turn to be helped, he asked her all these questions about the contents and even where the Brita Filter was made. Carly was so shocked that she turned around seeing if anyone else would laugh with her because who the hell cares where a Brita filter are made?! Oh and he asked her where hand towels from Target were made...Carly's response...Probably China!
He's definitely a well-known townie, because when telling me this story, I said, oh man Lady Di cannot stand him! And even fellow San Carlosian, Caitlin, she blurted, I HATE THAT GUY! Haha, so funny!
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