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barrysloateWalking into my post office in downtown Brooklyn, something I do on a regular basis, is like attending a funeral. For one, the place is nearly desolate. There used to be long lines but now it is nearly empty almost every day. There are ten windows but rarely are there more than two being used. Many of the clerks are friendly and do their work, but others are surly and lazy and definitely have a bad attitude. One woman at the window never gets her rear end off her chair, always is angry, and won't even read the insured amount off the receipts (she makes me read it to her). And let me tell you, this is a woman who never said no to a second helping of mashed potatos. Need I say more.
And those that I am friendly with always tell me in whispered tones how awful work is, how poor the management is, and they all count the days until their retirement...it's a real bad scene.