I've been here multiple times to drop off and pick up packages. The workers are nice but the owner, an older woman, is terrible. Whenever I drop off packages (prepaid) and she's there, she's either gossiping with some older person the entire time, completely ignoring me, or she turns around and walks to the back if she has another worker there, completely ignoring me. At first I didn't think anything of it, but after the fifth or so time, I decided that something must be wrong with her. She has never greeted me, even though I am generally friendly and always smile at people I'm interacting with, even if it's just a nod or a "hi." Anyway, I've also picked up packages here at least three times prior to this incident, although never directly talking to her because she was either not there or decided to walk away and hide in the back as soon as I approached the counter. I just show my California driver's license and the UPS slip, get my package, and I'm out, no problem. This time it was a Christmas present sent to my daughter from a friend, which I didn't know about at the time, but the owner (after being called from the back) insisted on a tracking number "per policy," which was inconsistent with my previous experiences, but whatever, I didn't know what tracking to look for because I didn't know what this package was or where it was from. After checking the slip against the package in the back, we realized it was under my daughter's name. She still insisted on a tracking number, which I obviously didn't have since I didn't buy it, wanted proof that I lived at my address but I don't carry my mail around (but a list of all of the Amazon items I've purchased that's been shipped to my address on my iPhone Amazon app was not good enough), then she made some side comment about how I should have had the same last name as my child (funny thing, both my family and husband's family have a tradition of not changing the women's last names after marriage). So I had to call my friend and ask for the tracking number (luckily she was on her lunch break), but she sent the order confirmation email which had my daughter's name and the shipping address, not the tracking, but even THAT was not good enough to prove that I'm not stealing some dumb present while carrying a hungry and cranky baby and toddler, because I have nothing else to do or anything else going on in my life. So I had to call my friend again and ask her to send the tracking, which I felt really bad about because all she wanted was to send my girls some presents and now she has to help me jump through hoops instead of hearing a great big "thank you" for her kindness. Frankly, after this experience (compounded with all my previous encounters), I feel like the owner of this store is just a power tripping misanthrope under a fake veneer who loves gossiping with her buddies but avoids all other interactions unless necessary. She's one of those stubborn people who insists she's right and is operating under "rules" (that she makes) when she feels like it. Instead of working with others to problem solve, she digs her heels in to prove a pointless point, even if it escalates the issue. She's someone who can't work with anyone else, only over them. Thank goodness we're moving and will never have to come here again. read more