13-12-2021, 08:29 PM
My local post office. I went in at lunchtime to post a parcel with a returns label, there was a long queue as you'd expect at this time of the year. 2 of the workers and 2 customers had a great chat for about 10 minutes while my blood pressure gradually got close to breaking point. I was about to suggest they all arrange a coffee but then one of them realised he actually had to key in his PIN to pay and fuck off. Have your chats somewhere else and keep the bloody queue moving, I'm still in a foul humour over it.