Post Office

For years, I complained about my local post office. The lines! The long wait. But as I started putting together a business selling my art prints, I needed mailing advice. I had no idea about package weights, labels and First Class or Priority, so I kept going in to my post office and asking questions. The same woman was always behind the counter. Her name is Judith. She happily looked up weights. She pointed out when I put the wrong zip code. She basically seemed amused at my bumbling along in a new business. I’ve now changed my tune on the Post Office. Thank you Judith.