The Post Office Goes Through An Awkward Phase, or I Hope They Never Put Me on a Postage Stamp
I visited the Post Office a couple times this past week, and I think it may be the first time I’ve ever not wanted to buy stamps. Why, you ask? Well, the newest releases are stamps honoring people, and stamps honoring people are sadly uninspiring. Let’s take Charles W. Chesnutt as a for-example:
Even he looks bored, poor thing.
Then we have author Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings:
It’s a little better. There’s more color, certainly, and Rawlings has a bit of a Mona Lisa going on, but, still, it doesn’t say, “Buy five sheets quick before they run out!”
At least they still have some of the Gerald Fords left:
Doesn’t he look like he’s experiencing stomach discomfort? Don’t you want to offer him some Tums?
I think it’s time for more children’s book characters.
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