Post Love.

[superstar003]

The guy at the post office in LaGrange hits on me each time I go in there. He asks me where I get my beautiful smile, or he comments on how my smile is so beautiful. Without fail. So I continue to go in there. I'm so happy when I sell a book, or need stamps. Why is this the highlight of my day? Why are these the only compliments I'm getting?

Comments

[chillyjilly]

I understand completely.