Going Postal in Brookline

I love my town. A couple of weeks ago, I went to the post office in Brookline Village to mail a package of returned clothing. I stuck the label from the company on the bag and brought it to the counter, where the mail woman told me I was all set, no charge.

About an hour later, I got a phone call from the woman, saying that she had made a mistake, and actually it would cost $4.90. The post office was closing in an hour, and if I couldn't make it back, the package would be returned to me. I couldn't make it back in time. Sure enough, the package was delivered to me with the amount owed written on it.

Yesterday I was running errands in Coolidge Corner, the location of the other Brookline post office. I brought the package in and waited in line. Unbelievably, the same woman from the Brookline Village post office was one of the three people behind the counter. I tried to guess my chances of getting her. Amazingly, I did get her.

I put the package on the counter and told her I had been at the other post office...she totally remembered, and said she was sorry, and sort of new at this and thank goodness she was able to find my phone number to tell me. I told her it was okay, and that at least we had come full circle and could have closure with this package.

We laughed together, and I got to know yet another Brookline postal worker. I already know one who shares my birthday, another who used the same physical therapist as me, and another who is also a tattoo enthusiast like myself. Here in Brookline, I want to "go postal"!