so i went to the post office after lunch. i parked next door at the bank, and i cut through over an old toppled-over wood fence around the back of the post office. as i walked along the paking lot and i noticed many rubber bands on the ground. they were most concentrated by a run-down-looking loading dock on the back corner of the building. i had a passing thought about stopping to bend down and pick up some rubber bands, but i just kept walking. once inside, while placing my letters in the 'out of town' slot, i though to myself: i need rubber bands, i don't have any at my desk, and i need some at home too. i should pick some up. on my way out i noticed that the handicapped/wheelchair lift next to the stairs was surrounded by, and also filled, with many empty boxes and other random things like a crumpled up blue shirt. i thought that was odd. i came outside and back around the building, and as i walked i looked down again at the many rubber bands. i decided not to pick up any rubber bands. it just felt like weird thing to do, picking up rubber bands off the ground behind the post office. so i continued on and stepped over the toppled fence and on into my car, and drove back to the office.