Posta Patience

I had a great day. Teaching, running errands, pretty much everything was good. I got home, did a few chores, and left again for a "quick" stop at the post office. The post office is just around the corner, and well, "quick" isn't the word many word use to describe the post office. The Hungarian post office is used for many things, and many of those I don't think I know about. You send letters, you send packages, you pay bills including gas, electric, insurance...you think of it, I think you pay it there. Like I said, I know there are more, I just don't remember or know what they are.
So back to going to the post office. I got there, there wasn't a long line. My hungarian is better than the last few years, but it still isn't good. I told her what I wanted and I almost successfully communicated what I wanted. After settling the confusion, she started getting stamps for my letters. Then once she got all the correct stamps, she asked me something, I nodded, and she closed her window and pulled the curtains. Apparently, I shouldn't have nodded. So, I waited, and waited a bit longer. The Hungarian behind me told me that I spoke pretty Hungarian and that I need to wait. So, wait some more I did. I heard change clinking. I think she was counting out her cash... After only 5 minutes (it wasn't too long, but my lack of understanding and wishing I hadn't nodded, made it seem longer than 5 minutes), she opened the curtain and the window, added my total for the stamps, and I paid. But then the bill I gave her was too large and she didn't have change for it... Fortunately, I had a smaller bill.
And now that I had patience to load the pic, I don't have the patience to figure how I can rotate it. Hmm.