I’m terrible at practical tasks. I mean, I’m not a fucking idiot, I can dress myself and stuff, but anything with, like, steps? Not my strong suit. I can’t cook, I can’t navigate anywhere, I can’t set my alarm clock. So I get upset when I find out that I have to send a book to Texas by “Media Mail.” I have no idea what “Media Mail” is. I looked at the USPS website once, and it was demoralizing. And the post office is never a win, because when my incompetence mixes with their incompetence, it’s just bad.
