"...i'm in a hurry to get things done..."

A woman and I were walking from the parking lot to the post office to do our post officing business. I have a long stride, but was certainly not walking with any competitive fire or movement. She then proceeds to jog up ahead of me, open the door and shut it behind her so it would slow me down... only for us to both be in the same ungodly long line.

As luck would have it, two clerks were finished with customers at the same time, and so we both got to go simultaneously. Guess who was done first? I'll give you a hint. Me.

If you think I didn't find that all a little ironic and lifelessonable, you're insane.

Or smarter than me. Whatever.