Postal counter improv...
Apr. 1st, 2006 11:12 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
alexpgpA customer presents an envelope for postage. I weigh it.
"That'll be 63 cents, sir," I say.
I'm handed a dollar bill, make change, and reach into the stamp drawer.
"It'll go out today, right?" asks the customer, as I affix the stamp.
"Absolutely," I say, tossing the envelope into the outgoing mail hopper.
The customer starts to turn away. A beat passes.
"April Fool's!" I sing.
The customer looks back at me in alarm. I've got my angel face on. He smiles.
"April Fool's indeed," he says, and leaves.
* * * I don't believe I did that. I hate April Fool's!
Cheers...
"That'll be 63 cents, sir," I say.
I'm handed a dollar bill, make change, and reach into the stamp drawer.
"It'll go out today, right?" asks the customer, as I affix the stamp.
"Absolutely," I say, tossing the envelope into the outgoing mail hopper.
The customer starts to turn away. A beat passes.
"April Fool's!" I sing.
The customer looks back at me in alarm. I've got my angel face on. He smiles.
"April Fool's indeed," he says, and leaves.
Cheers...
