Bureaucrat of the Week - Post Office Lady
by Donna Schoenkopf
I go to the Tecumseh Post Office for my stamps and to mail packages. It's small and adorable. It has big, beautiful hydrangeas out front against the building. Blue ones. I love hydrangeas.
The woman (whose name I do not know) is probably my age -- in her 60s -- and has her silver hair piled on her head in an attractive way, with a smooth wave above her brow. She wears tasteful makeup. She always looks professional.
She rarely smiles. She actually has kind of a stern look on her face. She seems to be all business. But that couldn't be further from the truth. In fact, she is helpful and generous and always a pleasure to talk to. I can tell she really likes her job.
I am not adept at packaging. She always helps me with taping and suggestions on how to mail it cheaply. Twice she put a couple of bags of M&Ms that she took out of a secret stash behind the counter into the box I was mailing. I had told her I was sending it to my grandchildren. She didn't say a word, just plucked those M&Ms from their hiding place and dropped them into the box without a word.
She smiled a little that time.
She works in the office now because after years of carrying the mail her knees finally gave out on her.
I know she is a Conservative politically and does not believe in climate change. We are on the opposite sides of the fence on probably all political issues, so the next time I go to the Post Office I'm bringing the pictures I took in Alaska showing bare mountains bereft of their thousands-of-years-old glaciers. She'll think I'm picking a fight with her and might think I don't like her but I do.
She is a crusty, good, decent, woman who makes me glad to see her every time I go in.
So thanks, Post Office Lady. You get the Bureaucrat of the Week Award!