Going to our post is always an adventure with our OCD postmaster. Today there was a line and he was making sure their packets destined for Italy were perfect before accepting. Then he dealt with a Japanese woman and with a wonderful accent spoke to her English.
I knew that he knew French, Spanish, and German. Being able to speak four languages is an accomplishment. I also know he is an accomplished runner.
I complimented him on his English accent and he blushed. He said in French (the only language we use) that he was a “debutant.”
He may be frustrating at times with his microscopic attention to unnecessary detail, but he is also a man of many accomplishments.
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