We all know how post offices go and how much they don't change. More times than not, post offices would close rather than update. However, this one has survived and you can tell that. It is rather dated on the inside, in need of some love. Or maybe that can be a charming thing? I'm not sure, if felt more of a library in here than a post office with it being so eerily quiet.
That is until one, out of place noise echoed through this building. Not one you would think that you would hear inside of a post office, not one that you particularly hear in a city for that fact. It happened to be that of a rooster. I kid you not. It really was that of a rooster. Cock-a-doodling in a corner of the building somewhere. When I approached the counter I was assured I wasn't hearing imaginary things, but that there really was a rooster in the building. I didn't ask any questions, I just decided to do what I was here for and kept on going on with my day. If that was going to be the weirdest thing I came across for the day, I was good with that.
Parking lot was a bit crazy to maneuver as people seem to not understand what the lines on the pavement mean.