no good deed...

well, i was at the post office the other day, and you know how crazy that is getting this time of year. i was standing in line when an elderly gentleman came up to me with a Christmas card in his hand along with a pen and a stamp. he asked me if i could address the card for him as his arthritis was acting up. i really didn't want to or have time but i said sure; after all it is the time of year to be nice to each other. so i started addressing the card as he dictated the address. then as i was finishing the address, he asked me if i would mind writing the message on the card as well. i thought to myself: might as well, i now have lost my place in line. so i laboriously wrote the message as he kept changing it while i was trying to write it but we finally got it done. then he asked if i would might putting the stamp on the envelope, which i did. at this point, my patience, which is not the best in the best of circumstances, was wearing thin. so i kind of scarcastically asked if there was anything else i could do for him. he replied: "would you mine adding a p.s. at the end of the message, to 'please excuse the messy handwriting'".