On Errand Day Thursday, The Pony went into the post office lobby with me to buy stamps. Prices are going up soon, you know! I always chat with the counter clerk, who is a nice guy who invests in silver coins like The Pony. I ask him for pictures of his toddler, who is a little mini-him. I was sad to see that he was not working this day.
As The Pony and I stood in line behind one person, I spotted something beside the register that was closed.
"Pony! What IS that?"
"It's poop."
"That's what I thought. But WHY would they have poop on the counter?"
"Well. You know what I've told you about this place..."
"Yeah. It can be a poop-show. Get me a picture of that! But why in the world would they put that on the counter? What are they trying to say?"
"Iontknow." With a shrug.
We chatted with the gal working the counter. We did NOT ask her about the poop.
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