Post Office"It began as a mistake." By middle age, Henry Chinaski has lost more than twelve years of his life to the U. S. Postal Service. In a world where his three true, bitter pleasures are women, booze, and racetrack betting, he somehow drags his hangover out of bed every dawn to lug waterlogged mailbags up mud soaked mountains, outsmart vicious guard dogs, and pray to survive the day to day trials of sadistic bosses and certifiable coworkers. This classic