You're complaining about a nickel increase in cost of stamp? Really?
A small stamp covers the costs of transporting it across the country, processing it and hand delivering it to the intended recipient. All for 55 cents.
Two women in front of me at the post office were stocking up on Forever stamps before the cost to send a 1-ounce, first-class letter goes up a nickel, to 55 cents, later this month.
Forever stamps last forever, regardless of when you bought them or how much you paid. Buying a sheet of 20 stamps now will save you a dollar.
I bite my tongue. I mean, just how cheap are you?
You tip wait staff 18 percent to 20 percent, and they only go as far as the kitchen and back a couple times.
Your letter gets postmarked, scanned and sorted by ZIP code.
Depending on where it's going — south to Tucson, east to tiny Louisville, Ohio; up to 10,200 feet in Leadville, Colorado; or all the way to the southernmost point of Key West, Florida — it's trucked or flown to the next processing plant.
Then carriers load up, drive to the right street, park, load a bag with mail and — regardless of snow, rain, heat (and in Arizona, it is brutal) or gloom of night — deliver the letter to its intended recipient.
I won't get up off the couch during an episode of "Madam Secretary" to get you a Fresca from the refrigerator for that.
Sidestepping to theater seats is super awkward. What's the proper etiquette?
Will the government shutdown slow this couple's quest to visit every national park?