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Panic attack at the post office. Went to the post office, 1 till open, there was a short line infront of me. No worries. I wrote everything on my package- it was international so I had to pay for special postage. The guy in front of me has a tough time with his package and the machine ends up freezing. He wasted so much time that by the time its my turn, there are like 8 people behind me all huffing and puffing. The guy finally decides he doesn't eat to send his package after all and then I come up. The lady asks me whether I want Global express, priority, or first class? I panic and block. She thinks I misunderstood and asks me how long I need it get there in? Its fucking letter who gives a shit? I am still trying to get unstuck. I think she twigged and asked me if I was ok. I nodded. Then she just charged me 7 bucks and gave me my receipt and I left. This has never happened to me before. I feel like breaking something.