I had to go to the Post Office today to mail some cupcakes ARC's. (Advanced Reviewer Cupcakes - this is a play on the book ARC) I was already nervous about this process because I feel like my cupcakes are in a way, a reflection of me and I want them to taste good ALL THE TIME. As I left, my husband said, "Don't let the glove lady make you cry!" Gee, thanks, I think. Who is this masked hand creature who reduces grown women to tears? Well, she's our local USPS NIGHTMARE! She's the expert of all things postal and as of today, all things cupcake. (I do not *hearts* her) In fact, I will let people butt in front of me just to avoid having to deal with her but since I was the only one in line today I had no choice. My exchange with her went like this... USPS lady : (looking at me as if I am the dumbest person on earth) You're shipping cupcakes ? Me (smiling): Yep ! Her: (Disgusted noise) Well, we're rough w/our packages. Idk what...