I have a love/hate relationship with Post Offices. When I was in the U.S. it was more of a love (tolerate) them, but now here in Moldova it is more on the hate side. In the U.S. I worked at a store in college and I took care of all of the items that needed to be shipped, I packaged them, addressed them, loaded them all into my car and then I would spend lots of time waiting in line at the Post Office to ship them all out. Waiting in those lines didn’t bother me, I knew eventually it would be my turn, and no one would cut in front of me.
But now, he in Moldova I try to avoid the Post Office at all costs, the 2 times I have gone previously were less than fun. The nice line that forms in U.S. are not something that Moldovans do, you have to be the pushiest to get seen and sometimes that means putting your hip into a little-old lady. Also the Post Office isn’t just used for shipping items and buying stamps, in fact it seems like in most cases it is utilized more by people paying bills and retirees picking up their social security money (not sure that is really what it is called in Moldova). When I finally get to talk to the lady she always seems less than impressed with my Romanian skills and still tries to speak in Russian to me. I also found out last time that packages can only be sent from my Post Office on Tuesday or Thursday before 10 AM.
I actually have 2 postcards I have been meaning to send out since October, but I really don’t want to wait at the Post Office. I really should stop procrastinating on it. Hopefully this week will be the week!
And in happier news about Moldovan Post Offices, this week they delivered my package from my parents!! Now I have my warm winter coat back. 
O zi buna!
December 31, 2012 at 12:20 am
One of those post cards must be mine! The post office sounds HORRIBLE, and I really can’t imagine you elbowing some little pocket grandma.