This time I reduced the last minute. I have a registered
important that I ship by tomorrow and only today I decide to go places. But in these days of one party is angry and we're comfortable as well.
Well, filling out the receipt that a relative has kindly offered wise and I head to the post office.
forgot, I am in the province of Bari, in a municipality, I am told, more than 30 thousand inhabitants and only a post office.
's 10. I'm beginning to see people who already smokes nerve exit. A jostling to enter the building I can and I realize that we need to wait in line just to take the ticket with numerino. There will be 200 people. Check the machine with fatigue but I notice that missing the button for recommendations and parcels. I ask someone how it works.
- No, un numero vale l'altro – dice la signora con la carrozzina.
- Anche per le raccomandate?
- Delle raccomandate non so niente – risponde un vecchio col berretto marrone.
Il fatto è che la macchinetta infernale ha solo due tasti: Bancoposta e Prodotti Postali. Bancoposta so cosa vuol dire ma che cazzo significa Prodotti Postali? Qui tutto è un prodotto postale.
Non ho voglia di aspettare inutilmente così mi faccio avanti e chiedo ancora come funzionano le raccomandate da queste parti. Sperimento che è difficilissimo parlare con un gomito tra le gengive. Davanti ad ogni sportello c'è qualcuno che litiga. Pazzesco, litigano proprio tutti!
- Le raccomandate si spediscono dall'altra Part - I say a gentleman
- How the other side?
- Come out, there is another entrance in front. Nothing written on the door, but inside you are the recommended.
thank moved. It takes me exactly ten minutes to make five meters out from the crowd. I find the door and push. Miraculously see another modest office with two doors and a machine with a single button: Parcels and letters. Crush. I take issue: I only have ten people in front. Well. It went better than expected. I wear and look good.
A lady with fur and a bouquet of roses and marches should be directed to enter a door that has just been released.
- I send a letter fast, I just ...
- Signora ci sarebbe da prendere il numero – Un uomo sulla cinquantina cerca di argomentare, ma la cornacchia si è già fiondata allo sportello ed ha messo una busta in mano all'impiegato.
Intanto, untipo con un grembiule unto entra agitato nell'ufficio:
- Di chi è la punto blu in mezzo alla strada davanti al fruttivendolo?
- É mia! - Risponde un muratore sulla trentina che occupa il secondo sportello.
- Sta bloccando il traffico! Ci sono tutte le macchine ferme!
- Uffa, quante storie! Mando il pacco e la sposto!
- Stanno arrivando i vigili!
- Vabbene la sposto subito!
Esce fuori e torna dopo dieci minuti. Intanto lo sportello rimane fermo because the operator, waiting to record the payment, he went to smoke a cigarette.
I realize that at this rate I'll never not. Similar scenes follow one another relentlessly. 10
assholes with numerino and thirty entering and passing on without the slightest restraint. But finally my turn came.
- Should I send a registered letter with return receipt ...
- Unfortunately we finished the postcards ...
- No, look we've already filled ...
- Well, well, if you had not come back again ...
- Really cool!
- How?
- I said that today the fate I am very sympathetic ...
delivered the envelope to the clerk and other paperwork. But I see that while enter zip code turns red and starts pounding on the keys.
- I do not take the zero!
- sorry I do not understand ...
- The zero, zero! One before the one. I do not take it!
- What does it mean?
- He does it often! Every now and then the keyboard locks and the zero does not write! Nasty one (biiip)
- and change the keyboard ...
- alright, we feel a generic Cap ...
- But as a generic Cap? I have to send an important document, I have the correct postcode and we have to put the generic?
- Nothing to do, the generic n'ha us three! Porca forlorn Pig!
- But really what he is talking about?
- I zeros, zeros! The generic is 80100 and there are three zeros! But still I know when I speak!
- Listen, I do not care, I want to send this recommendation and if the zero does not work I do not care! We put a o!
- Yeah! Now is the wise guy! According to you I had not thought of! Here, take only the numbers, the letters do not write us!
- Do it do to his colleague then!
- What do you mean he does not go to the eight!
- But still, he realizes that I'm waiting for a quarter of an hour?
- Listen, do so! I'll put the eight and then hand Scancella the dash, but you can not work under these conditions, you can not, I will one day or another I carry the keyboard from home ...
quite right, I can not say the street while it is almost noon. Meanwhile, I think of zero to eight and the keyboard and makes me smile ...
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