They aren't very great and I have no real excuse except to say thanks dimly lit restaurant and post office, it's entirely your fault.
Did you do anything at 11:11 today on 11.11.11? It's kind of a once in a lifetime thing and although I don't believe it holds superstitious value of any kind, I wrote the date on the tablecloth at dinner and took a picture at 11:11 anyway.
The high point of today was bruschetta at an Italian place that lets you write on the table with crayon, the low point was walking over to Macy's at Union Square and having the post office located in the basement give me attitude with a sarcastic apology, even though they were closed for the day. That was something special.
In all honesty the machine probably wasn't trying to be snotty, but after walking 3 blocks in the rain to get there, it sure seemed like she enjoyed saying she can't do this right now.
Wow it must really be Friday night at 11:57pm for me to still be mad a machine in an empty post office.