US Post Office

This location in Oak Cliff is an older building, and it shows a bit. The friendliness of the staff varies, depending on the time of day and season. I have been going here since April 2013, when I moved into the area.
I would never recommended this post office to anyone for any reason. Their give a darns are way busted and they are rocking that Dallatitude until the rims and wheels fall off. Trust me on this one.

So… to continue my saga…
The line moved at a glacial pace. Long bouts of boredom were interspersed with a few brief moments of excitement (or at least distraction). The lady with the dog was told by a postal employee that the great beast had to go unless it was a service animal: she became miffed and called her husband on her phone. He came from the car and got the mutt. The guy with the disease in front of me almost succumbed to his coughing fits a time or two. And, some weirdo kept crawling around on the floor looking for a lost return receipt.
This went on for what seemed like 2 hours but was only (only?) 45 minutes. Finally, I heard the most beautiful sound I’ve ever heard in my life: «Next in line.» My transaction took all of 1 minute to complete. Forty five minutes to get a one minute task accomplished. I ran out of there like a scalded dog.
Going to this post office is a terrible experience. The place was dirty, with lots of litter on the floor. It was understaffed. The parking lot was a wreck waiting to happen. I was never as happy as when I was able to get out of there. Nonetheless, my attempt at fending off sickness was an abject failure… I got sick three days later.
Heed my words, folks: don’t get sick… purchase a reliable postage meter.
P. S. I hope that sickly doofus in front of me gets a property tax hike.

Its okay for getting money orders, but man they haven’t had the audacity to fix the place up, its falling apart.