It does seem like that every time I get an email from my post office here at school that I have a package waiting for me to pick up, I get really excited. I know what it is most of the time, but I still get excited about going and getting it. I know others do too. How do I know this? Well it's not because I see people walking around with a box from the post office in their hands smiling all the time. No, it's because I work at my post office. Yep that's the job I got. I started a couple of weeks ago, but I only work 2 days a week, Tuesday and Thursday. So I haven't been working long. I'm a clerk. I basically give people their packages, bringing smiles to their faces, and I sell postage and mail things off. It's actually been kind of interesting. I have made some mistakes, which is to be expected since I just started. Today was interesting. I have a time card that I have to put in this machine to clock in and out. Well, I went to clock out for my lunch break, and the machine ate it. Really it ate it! Actually it just got stuck, but that thing seriously hates me! It takes forever for it to actually stamp my card. I have to stick it in there multiple times, and last week it hadn't clocked me out for the week before, so it had me working for 3 days straight! But one of the directors fixed it for me. Well about my time card being stuck, it's still stuck! Yea the main director tried to get it out. When I told her about it, she said that it had never happened before, so of course it had to happen to me first. Again, I tell you this thing hates me! Well when she tried to get it out, she stuck another time card down in there. Why, I don't know, maybe to see if it could still work with mine in there. Well that just jammed mine further in there. Before u could see the top of it, and if you had extremely skinny fingers, you could of probably gotten it out. Well now you can't even tell it's in there. Another weird thing is that they don't have a key for it. You know a key to to open it up and possibly get my time card out. So for now it's stuck and everyone is having to write their time down. I hate that they have to do that, but it's not my fault. I didn't tell the stupid machine to eat my time card! So today was just another exciting day at the post office. I did actually get something in the mail, and I got to get it myself. Yep, I'm special. I hope Thursday is just as interesting. Really, I hope that my time card is back in its spot where I usually put it. So this ends my rant about my wonderful, never boring, job at the post office.
Adios,
Alisha
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