I'm in the drive-through mail drop at the Tustin post orifice. At the
front of the line is a white Suburban. The driver is on his cell
phone, and he is feeding his Christmas cards into the mailbox ONE AT A
TIME. He cared not a whit for the line of vehicles forming behind his
MFFY a.s (I was third in line). To pass the time I started counting:
one envelope, two envelope, three envelope... I got to SEVENTEEN
before he finally finished feeding them in and drove off. By this time
there were at least 3 other vehicles behind me in line; the backup
reached out into, and was blocking, the street.

It would have been faster for me to park my car at the curb, walk up
to the mailbox, drop my two letters in, and drive away.

<sarcasm>Thanks, MFFY, for spreading so much Christmas
Cheer.</sarcasm>