The supervisors are the laziest I have ever had to work with in my life. One day, at the end of a long eight-hour shift, I was picking up mail by the window when I passed my supervisor's office and saw her watching and laughing at a Russian comedy. He sees me and tells me to go and check the vehicle. Even though it was his job, I didn't want to cause any trouble, so I did it anyway. Once I finished the assignment, I went to her office to give her the documents, but found that she had been gone for half an hour. In addition to his laziness, he also has a very ruthless behavior. One night, before I was about to finish my shift, my supervisor comes to me and tells me that a mailman missed a scan and made me go out to get it, otherwise I would have to work all weekend. I go to work the next day and see the station manager thanking my supervisor for saving them by going out and getting the missed scan. I would probably be able to tolerate my schedule if I didn't have to go to work to deal with the exasperating