Fun morning at the Posta...

Yes, I am aware that my title is an oxymoron! But, it was true! Really! I went early this morning to pick a package sent to me by a dear friend in the states. My plan was to arrive early, go through the process (I will talk a bit about that in a moment), get the bank slip and then head to work. Then I would leave work a little early, go by the bank to pay the fee, then pick up the box on my way home. As usual, I make really good plans and they don't work out! Today was like that, but in a good way...

First I climbed the 3 or so flights to the second floor where they store International packages. I made my way to the back counter with my little yellow slip and amazingly someone came right out to help me! He climbed over the pass through, retrieved my box and escorted me to the left a few feet where we chatted while waiting for the customs inspector. I later found out his name is Joel - hmmm...seems I know someone else with that name...one of my favorite people, actually!

Once she arrived we opened the box and guess what! A bunch a grits came flowing out - ah! Both of my 'new' friends looked with puzzled expressions as they asked "what is that?" Imagine trying to explain that one! Conversation became lively as she gingerly pulled each item out, shaking off the lingering grit particles...then they combined their efforts to get as much of the grits back into the bag as possible and Joel taped it up...

I then took my little yellow slip to room 113 where they stamped it and sent me back to my buddies at the customs counter where I found Joel brushing the last of the grits onto the floor - that's when I thought of my camera and how cool it would have been to get a shot of the mound of grits...but he agreed to let me snap this photo of him...he's almost as cute as the other Joel in my life...my son-in-law (did I just say that?!) By the way, by this time I knew there was no fee and I would be carting that box around all day!
Okay...then the girl in the storage room (see the pass-thru right behind Joel?) saw the flash and decided she needed to have her picture taken...that's when it seemed almost like a party at the Posta! They started passing my camera around and I began to think I would be shooting them all!
and here are the 'offending' grits! all taped up...now I just gotta find a good container to put 'em in...and then cookum and eatum...yummmm....by the way - they leaked on the way home!Helpful hint for anyone sending grits...or flour or any other powdery substance...you might want to put the box or bag into a zip loc back first! just in case...