In which I was mistaken for a postal worker

So there I was yesterday at the post office, putting flower stamps I had just purchased on my thank you notes from my baby shower. I was standing at a counter they have in the lobby for doing that type of thing, and I looked pretty much just like this:


you know, minus the "highlighting the belly" pose. (And there's your belly shot for this week.)

All of the sudden this kid (kid as in younger than me, but probably in his early 20s) walks in, walks up to the other side of the counter at which I'm standing, and starts talking about a check he was supposed to get, but he moved and even though he forwarded his mail (which now usually comes with that little orange sticker on it) he didn't get this one check, and did I know if it was there. It was a little more involved and took him a while to get out, all the while I'm just standing there putting my stamps on my envelopes.

Finally he finishes explaining his problem (I didn't have the heart to interrupt him) and I say that I think he has to go ask them at the counter in the main portion of the post office. Then I finish stamping my envelopes, put them in the slot to mail them, and walk out wondering two things: 1) Do I currently look anything like a postal worker (I'm pretty sure the answer to that one is no), and 2) Has this kid ever been to the post office before?