Went to the local Post Office to mail a long box that contained about 10 pounds of machine tool
, plopped it up on the counter and told the lady Priority Mail with $800.00 insurance, please. Yes, Sir, she said , fixed it right up, took my money, gave me a receipt and bid me adieu.
No "What's in the box?", no "Is this a gun?" nothing of that sort at all. Everything just the was it's supposed to be.
Nice to live in a little town in the West.