I think you would have to be a sadist to go to the post office. On rare occasions when I must go there I experience something even rarer...sympathy for government union workers. Never more than one clerk on duty while the line stretches out the door and halfway to Toledo. Can’t figure out how she’s supposed to take a bathroom break, while many in line start to get awfully grumpy.
I’ve noticed it doesn’t matter if there is a line around the block or not. When the feed bell or break comes they
just lock the drawer and walk away.