Good thing there wasn't a long line. I was sweating in there. I kept looking out the window for the 2 minute parking police. I had a keen eye out for queue jumpers. I was ready to fight anyone that walked in with an armload of packages. I finally got up to the counter and yelled "Book of stamps please! I've got my money ready! I gotta get outta here! Faster, lady! Faster! What?!? I don't care if they're the nutcracker ones or the Mary and Jesus ones! Are you crazy?!? I've got a Prius in 2 minute parking out there!"
Perhaps that's a slight exaggeration. I really wanted the nutcracker ones.