A long day at the Post Offices

So today Pete and I tried to get some stuff done and headed out to the Post Office.  We went to Frisco where there was a line that lasted about 5 minutes and they lady was so nice.  He even talked to someone in the parking lot who's daughter does music therapy.

 We drove back to Breck and found we had some pick up notes in our box and we made the decision to wait in the LONG line for an hour to get our stuff.  We were talking to the people in front of us and the lady had lived in NYC in the 80's came here for a break and never went back.  When we finally got to the front there was a teller with a shaved head and a tiny santa hat.  I didn't have the nerve to take a pic.  Too bad it was really funny.