Post Office adventure

I got up early this morning and went to the post office to apply for my passport and gosh, you would have thought I had seven ears , a tail and a purple face, lol. I guess I had worst than that. I had on a niqab and jilbab. Yup, the ninja suit, lol. Seeing how Americans are so in love with martial artists, you would think American munaqabaa would get more love, but we don't.

It's been almost 11 years now (mashallah) since I put on the niqab, so stares are not a problem for the most part. I hate enclosed buildings though. Especially the "gobbment" buildings. There's always some crazy caucasion who thinks it's their job to get in your buisness; "whaddya doing up so early?", "come here all the time?", "Live 'round these parts?" - I like to play the ignore game my husband taught me with those crazies. That is til they over test my patience; "YOU DON'T SPEAK ENGLISH?" (caps for shouting) lol and it just comes out, "sure, I speak english sir, but I'm not interested in talking to strangers," and the funniest thing is when folks get offended for offending you. Allahul Musta'3an.

So back to the story, I'm standing in line wearing my lovely black ninjabi suit and this Mexican lady brought in the about 15 chicken coups filled with live chickens! They were just a clucking away. For a second the chickens had stolen the spotlight from me as all the city folk marvelled at them. I wasn't impressed though since as a city girl I prefer my chickens dead, cleaned and prepared with flour and Lawry's Seasonings Salt. I keep looking forward. The chinese lady infront of me inches up and I follow suit. Every now and again she glances back towards the chickens. Nothing out of the ordinary. Then the chinese lady gets out of line (we'd been waiting for about 10 minutes by now) and starts for the door. On her way out she stops by the chickens and gets a look. Right as the Mexican lady is called up to the teller, the chinese lady snatches a chicken coup and makes a dash out of the door like she was olympic runner Marion Jones!!!! The postal employess get on the phone and start calling security, but it's too late chinese lady is G-O-N-E like the wind. I'm rolling so hard under my niqab by now I started fanning it some so I don't choke on my saliva, lol. Everyone in the Post Office is standing around looking dumbfounded and the Mexican lady is livid, rightfully so, her chickens were stolen. And the moral of the story? Had everyone not been preoccupied with the little Muslimah with her face covered, the crook wouldn't of gotten away with the chickens. End of the story.