KEITH T. DENNETT | New South | CONTACT
A quick stop by the post office has turned into a 55 minute wait for a North Betoota girl today, all thanks to a little turd who’s not keen on international travel.
Having recently ordered two sets of sandals to try on for an upcoming wedding, Shania Glassons (28) was forced to head to the post office on Carrigan Street to pick up some shoe boxes that easily could have been left on her doormat.
Even though she’d never received a knock on the door or even a pickup note in her letterbox, Shania decided mid-morning on a Monday might be the best time to slip by the post shop, right after her 9am pilates class.
Now standing in a queue of 14 others all looking to pick up parcels that could have easily been left on their front step, Shania’s morning turned extra sour as she witnessed two dopey parents attempt to get their new demon spawn a passport.
“Look at me Arabella darling, look here!” the half-brained parent squealed, shaking a rattle in the process.
“Almost done Poppy, just one more photo darling, stop smiling for me!” Watching on as the AusPost assistant did their best to capture the little shit looking towards the camera, Shania wondered why the hell AusPost was the one stop shop for the most tedious life admin on the planet.
“Doesn’t it feel a bit weird that the same place I go to pick up my online shopping is where you go to get international travel documents?”
“I just want to pick up some shoes, and instead I’m stuck behind three seniors who want to pay an electricity bill, a guy trying to order $4000 in Indonesian rupiah and a baby who can’t see colours yet trying to get a passport.”
“This is so painful, I’d almost consider doing all my shopping in the real world at the Westfield next door.”
