On the way to work, I pulled into the Post Office drive-thru to mail a couple of letters. At this particular Post Office, there are 4 mailboxes in the drive-thru lane: 2 for stamped letters and 2 for metered letters. I normally can cruise in and out of the drive-thru and get back to the intersection before the light even changes. Not on this day, however.
A single car was ahead of me, with an idiot at the wheel.
The idiot in question pulled to a stop at the first of the 'stamped' mailboxes, naturally ignoring the sign directing motorists to pull up to the forward available box. Only after coming to a complete stop (and possibly shifting the vehicle into "park," I am guessing) did the idiot begin to roll down his manual-crank window. The cranking/opening of the window took about 10 full seconds. What car still comes with MANUAL crank windows these days?! Finally the window was fully open, but nothing else happened for a bit: I could see the idiot fumbling around in the vehicle (perhaps just now stamping the letter...or maybe he was writing the letter for all I know). 15 seconds later, a hand emerged from the idiot's window and dropped a letter (after giving it a final visual inspection of course) into the mailbox slot. The hand retracted, then paused, waiting. Keep in mind, this was not the kind of mailbox with a handled, hinged door; this was simply a SLOT where the letters drop down, nothing more. The idiot waited. I was about to scream, "What are you concerned about here? Do you think there's a chance the mail gnomes living in the box might EJECT the letter?!" when I saw the idiot slowly begin to roll up his window again. Of course he did not put the car in gear to being moving off until the window was 100% closed and he was settled back again for a full driving experience. When the idiot finally cleared out of the lane, I jammed my own letters into the box without even coming to a stop. I pulled back into the street and noted blissfully that the idiot had turned the other direction.
DISCLAIMER: From what I could see of the idiot in question, this was an average-looking man perhaps 40 years old, driving a perfectly generic relatively new vehicle. This was not a senior citizen working through the mental fogginess of old age, nor was it a 'freak' of any visible type. Sure, the idiot might have some other impairment not visible a car-length away, but I tell you: a person this neurotic about mailing a letter probably should not be issued a driver's license for motoring all around town.