Stamps

The woman at the post office wasn't very helpful.

"I need to mail about 300 post cards. There's no way you can run through a machine to meter them all, can you?" I asked.

"No."

"Okay. So, I need to buy stamps then."

"How many?"

"Three hundred." And then she gives my debit card the hairy eye. Like I stole someone's credit card and decided to purchase 300 stamps instead of a new iPod.

Supposing she gave me the correct number of sheets, I mailed 297 post cards today. Let's all cross our fingers that I get five phone calls out of it. I've been told you're lucky to get one job out of a campaign.