I drove to the Post Office today to mail my wife's birthday gift to her sister. There was no line, and so the lady at the counter asked me right away if she could help me. And then I said it. I said, "I'd like to mail this." And then I said, "That was really dumb, what did you think I was doing here? Time for an oil change? A slice of pizza?"
She started laughing, and I started laughing. It cost $4.53 for the package. She handed me the receipt and said, "Pretty good deal, four fifty-three for an oil change." Then we both laughed again and went our separate ways.
