The people who live around here are strange. I went over to the post office to post my late money order for my ISP and as I was leaving the flats, a woman bounced out of her place and yelled asking if I was posting a letter. I said yes and she yelled back 'good on you.' I stood there confused as she bounced back in through her door and stood there, wondering what I should do, if I should wait for her to come back with something for me to post or keep going because she had done it all for no reason. She came back out with a letter addressed to somewhere in the Northern Territory. At the post office I went to the wrong desk first. Not like I know what the cryptic signs in they have there. Anyway, got the letter off and posted, went to the supermarket and bought milk and coffee where they didn't have enough checkouts open.