Snider Plaza's Lone Star Shipping Needs a Huge Bouncer

Yeah, that’s right. A bouncer. A gigantic one who can kick people out of the store.

On Saturday I stopped by Lone Star Shipping Company, the private postal center in Snider Plaza. These guys have the convenience thing down. You run in, BAM, you’re out.

But on Saturday there was a woman at the counter with about a bajillion things to mail. She handed each unaddressed package to the man at the register and told him where to send each one. She spelled every word several times and repeated the zip code. She checked his work for accuracy and added scotch tape to every square inch of the padded envelopes. Total. Beating.

After about 6 or 7 minutes I abandoned the mission and took the kids to Mustang for a donut. We returned. SHE WAS STILL THERE. There was a man behind her in line doing the huffy eye roll thing. She wasn’t even almost done.

So I took the kids to run one more errand and returned. Still there. Waited. Abandoned.

I returned for the final time to find that she was gone. But she’d been replaced with a lady who had a big pile of stuff to mail. Fine. But when it was more expensive than she’d planned, she had the guy remove particular items, reweigh, and provide new quotes. She did every possible combination. My favorite statement, “Remove the Dr. Peppers and tell me how much how that’ll be. I bet those glass bottles are heavy.”