Overheard at the Post Office: When Reality Meets Faulty Wiring

in reality •  6 years ago 

So I had to stop by the Post Office today, as part of running errands.

As per usual, there was a bit of a line, so I had to await my turn for a while. No biggie.

Man at the counter is getting agitated at the postal clerk because they don't have his mail. Amelia (the clerk) is an ocean of patience.

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*The central Post Office in our town. LOOKS like a "Government Edifice," don't you think?

"Yes sir, I understand you want your mail," she explains, "but that box number is not AT the post office, it's down at Mail Boxes, Etc."

The man remains very agitated: "That's fine, but the mail had to come through THIS post office!"

"Yes sir, it did, but it is delivered to the address on the envelopes, which is an address at Mail Boxes, Etc."

Apparently, this doesn't really matter to him: "Well, whatever. I don't see why you couldn't just have kept it HERE!"

"Well sir, we ARE required by law to deliver the mail where it is addressed."

Seemingly unperturbed "Well, this is just really inconvenient! The mail is addressed to a box number, so I expect to be able to pick it up at the post office!

With the patience of a saint, Amelia attempted to explain the difference between the post office and a private mailbox at another facility about a half-dozen times, evidently to little avail.

Most of us "spectators" gradually started wondering just how this individual could have gotten a private mailbox without knowing where it was located... but one has to assume that perhaps he was collecting a friend's mail, or maybe he was a newcomer to town who'd opened the box by phone. Or something like that.

Eventually, the man gave up and stomped angrily out of the post office, muttering to himself.

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Just Because You Believe Something...

The whole incident just seemed slightly surreal, but it reminded me of the way some people seem able to insist that whatever "reality" they have manufactured inside their heads is actually the real one, and everything actually unfolding around them is not.

Although this was quite a different situation, it also reminded me of certain *"New Age Woo-woo" types who seem to think that their bank accounts will magically fill because they sit around and "visualize abundance" without actually taking any sort of tangible action.

Just because you happen to believe something doesn't mean that's what actually is. Like our friend with his mail.

Well, short post today. Getting ready for an "event" this weekend. Mrs. Denmarkguy is one of the keynote speakers at the 2019 UFO Paranormal Summit at Ocean Shores, Washington and I will be there as her "assistant" as well as a vendor. It'll be nice to take a "side trip," for a change!

Thanks for reading!

How about YOU? Have you encountered any people whose inner reality was out of step with actual reality? How did that situation work out? Leave a comment-- share your experiences-- be part of the conversation!

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Have you encountered any people whose inner reality was out of step with actual reality?

Dozens. They are called managers.

Good one! I have known my share of those... their understanding of people usually came from books...

My brother went to the cinema a few years ago in Amsterdam, using his credit card to buy tickets at the machine in the foyer. Upon presenting these to the usher, he was told they were not tickets and was refused entry.
He could read no Dutch so having been issued with these tickets at the machine, he believed he was in the right and was very insistent that he be admitted. The usher called the manager but when after 10 minutes the manager failed to appear, and the film was beginning my brother started raising hell until the usher just let him in.
When he showed me later what had issued from the ticket machine what it said in large letters was THIS IS NOT A TICKET. Your payment failed, please try again.
Just because you happen to believe something doesn't mean that's what actually is!

Oh, that's a great story! I suppose it's somewhat understandable, being in a foreign country and all, but... still reminds me a little of the old "rule" of the late British Empire: "If they don't understand English, speak English LOUDER!"

I've been trying to unhinge from reality for a long time, @denmarkguy, but not in such a mundane way. All I can say is, if someone wants to build a different reality, do it over something more exciting than where your mail is going. :)

I think we run into folks like that all the time, especially among our family members, and sometimes, it's us. We can think a situation is going to turn out a certain way, and then watch it unfold quite differently. In many cases, we lack the information necessary to know what's going to happen, and I think that's evident in what took place with the man in the post office line.

However, based on some of his remarks, he didn't know when to quit. That's when you know you're really invested in a reality. :)

I like disconnecting from reality, too @glenalbrethsen but I remain a long way from Ascension! And I don't mean the island...

When I become the cog in the wheel, it's usually about my memory; arguing with my daughter about the color of our Honda when she was little (she's now 27)... and truth is we DID have a red Prelude, but it was before she was born, and we had a white one when she was 4 or 5... and I got the sequence of the two mixed up in my "reality."

But quite right, some people just don't know when to quite.

And then, of course, we have things like the whole "Spherical Earth of Flat Earth?" circus...

It's kind of odd, really, @denmarkguy, to think that in this day and age we're having any kind of real debate about the shape of the Earth, but hey, we need to keep it lively somehow. :)

I have a tendency to giggle when someone gets out of line. I once watched my travel companion get taken out of the Airport fairly roughly after he melted down over a tiny screw driver for his glasses.

It was shortly after 911 and they were being pretty crazy, but they decided they needed to take this 2 inch tiny screw driver from him.

He argued his case, fully acting out trying to bludgeon someone to death with his tiny screwdriver, complete with sound effects... While I stood next to him having a crazy nervous sounding giggle. :)

I thought it was pretty unreasonable to make such a scene over the screwdriver, but I also understood his point. :)

Well, laughter IS the best medicine, and all that stuff... although I get it. My wife tends to start laughing, too... which sometimes lightens the atmosphere, and sometimes makes it worse.

That's a funny story, though... sometimes the whole molehills ► mountains thing can get pretty bizarre...

wish Mrs. Denmarkguy good look speaking. I use to really enjoy that when I did it. That post office looks amazing. What was it originally?

It sure looks like a nice and expensive building for a post office!