I am so upset. I thought I was being sneaky and "beating the system" by giving the NYPost a fake e-mail. 1)Because I didn't want to admit that I was registering to read gossip and 2) because I don't want more junk e-mail. But, as fate would have it, the NYPost registrar got the best of me and now I'm locked out of looking at the site because they sent my "verification e-mail" to my fake address. Argh! All this has proven is that I'm a gossip junkie. I've tried to re-register. I even e-mailed for help. But nada. Is it so wrong that I like to take breaks by reading gossip?
So, now that I have to be less of a gossip hound, I've gone back to my ways as a news junkie. What I love about CNN.com is that they have a "news quiz" every week. I am such a geek I usually get them all right.
But, before I get too smug with my smartness, I will tell you an embarassing story that happened to me today at (you guessed it) the post office. So, we have approx. 1,000 Folk Festival brochures to send to schools in our area (did you know the National Folk Festival is going to be in Richmond for the next three years? Well it is and if you like folk--which I don't--then you should probably check it out). ANYWAY, so, I took our little cooler on wheels (again,thinking I was being so smart) and stuffed it with brochures (no way am I lugging fat unweildy envelopes in this heat), all very carefully divided by school district, etc. Okay, so I get to the post office and everyone in line gives me the evil eye as soon as they see my chock full o' mail little wheelie cart. So, I proceed to stuff everything into big padded envelopes--which I'm sure will explode brochures en route--and then it is My Turn. I get up to the counter and tell her I want it all sent 3rd class or whatever is cheapest. Here comes the embarassing part:
Clerk: Would you like insurance?
Me: How much is it?
Clerk: Well, it depends on the value of your product.
Me: Hmmm. Um, I don't know.
Clerk: You have to have proof of the value to collect the insurance.
Me: I don't know--I guess they are about $2 a piece, and there are 300 in this envelope, so that's what $60?
Clerk stares at me: You'll have to prove the value.
Me: Never mind.
$60. That's right, that's what you get when you multiply 300 by 2!!! Good lord I am a math idiot. I was so embarassed that I couldn't even turn around to look at the people in line. I'm sure they were all snickering at me (because for whatever reason post offices are like churches in their silence) and saying "What a ditz that girl is! I'm so much smarter than her, even I know 300 times 2 is $600. What an idiot with her little wheelie cart!"
Good thing there are no gossip columns about me, because I'm sure that would be a top story.
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