I will make every effort to make this short, but you know as well as I do, it needs to be explained. I work as a Window Clerk for the US Postal Service and I encountered the same situation. This woman was black, not bad looking, but with the worst wig I have ever seen. She wanted me to weigh something and give her the postage. I saw the stack of papers that you wrote about and suggested that she get an envelope. After a little confusion, reluctance, and conversation, she bought an envelope and put the piece in. Because I put a "meter strip" on the piece, I had to take it across the counter. Whoa nelly, did that set her off. I knew at that point I wasn't dealing with an entirely sane person. She got angry, told me to give her money back and let her buy stamps. I did as she said and watched her every move. She stuck the stamps on the papers and went outside to put them in a collection box.
Apparently she wanted her word out, but didn't want me to see it. So, after she left, I went and pulled the piece, put it with the old envelope and gave it to the postmaster. It was the most bizzar shit I have ever encountered. No one knows what it was all about, so I googled one of the names on it and found you.
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
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Posted by A One Woman Fight at 10:50 PM
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I'm pretty sure you aren't allowed to open mail like that.
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