At the post office. Again. At least the line’s moving today. There’s a shelf of shipping supplies labeled “Land of the free boxes.”
Mildly gross/COVID adjacent:
Inhaled a bit of spit & tried to stifle the resulting cough. Failed. The person behind me in line left.
Considering she was one of only 2 people in line not wearing masks, I can’t feel too bad.
COVID measures:
County has had an indoor mask order for months now. State has just imposed one over rising case rates. Curiously, LA county’s rates are a lot flatter than the state as a whole.
I can spin the PokeStop in the lobby again, but my item bag is full.
USPS/uspol:
“The job got so big, Santa asked the USPS to find volunteers to help!”
Um, seriously. Because a hatchet man appointed by the previous administration gutted their ability to actually pay people.
Oh, NOW I realize I should’ve put a lure on it
Shipped!
Now back onto the road with people who haven’t driven in the rain for a year!