US Post Office

If only I could rate this place more than once. Every experience at this post office has been a nightmarish hellscape where I’ve found myself daydreaming about ripping my toenails out one by one or having small children kick me repeatedly in the groin. For anyone in support of Guantanamo Bay, may I suggest sending the world’s worst criminals here to Topanga Post Office instead? I guarantee you, even their most desperate cries for help will be ignored by the incompetent and surly employees that work there, whose idea of pleasure is watching customers’ eyes roll back into their heads while they wait. I once made the near-​fatal mistake of asking one particularly cantankerous woman a question and I swear to God I saw hell’s flames in her eyes.
Be warned, all who make the grand misstep of entering these doors: you may not leave with your soul in one piece.

Lupe is cool. The old lady with grey hair was literally the meanest postal worker I’ve ever encountered. I left in tears she was so rude, unhelpful and MEAN. Not the warmest welcome to Topanga Canyon.