Ethel Merman Goes Postal

So I went to the post office today to mail a large envelope. I had hoped to use the machine to do so, but it was being repaired. As I sauntered over to the "take-a-number" dispenser, this old pushy lady runs in front of me and grabs the next number shouting that she's in a hurry. Next, she burst into song stage-musical style for us patrons and the postal employees. We got two songs before her number came up. Now I know why postal employees go on those shooting rampages!