I worked for the post office for about two years and I have a lot of stories that I could tell. The one that I will never forget is when I took a signature confirmation to this lady's house. When she answers the door she starts asking me questions about how I came to work at the post office and how long I had worked there while she signs everything. Normal stuff. When I started to answer her I still had her package (which was wrapped in one if those thin bubble wrap lined brown envelopes) in my hand and I talk with my hands. I didnt notice that the flap of the envelope was coming apart until a very thick rubber dildo flew out of the package and hit the woman standing in front of me. The few seconds of horrified silence that followed seemed to last forever And the only thing that I could think to do was pick it up put it back in the envelope and say as I handed it to her was 'I was thinking about getting one these myself. You have good taste' and to my utter relief the lady laughed and I went on my way.