At the Post Office

Had to mail some packages; Waited on a line. Didn’t take too long and really, Everything was fine. Still, I was surprised to see My matched-up window clerk Was talking on the phone, non-stop, The whole time she did work. She never said a word to me, Just pointed at a screen. I guess this was a very normal Part of her routine. Perhaps, without her ear buds And her phone call she’d be lost, But maybe she’d have noticed FRAGILE! on each box she tossed.