Sure you do. And I need the signed pickup slip.

Sure you do. And I need the signed pickup slip.

You there! I really need the document for Mr. Müller now!

Mail arrives here every day. It has to be distributed.

I see. Then...

Here's your damn pickup slip! Will you give me the mail now?

Give me the document for Mr. Müller right now! Otherwise I'll complain about you!

Here's the mail.

You know: "The good worker is always one step ahead of his work."

Give me a break, Mr. Schwarz.

You don't seriously think that's all there is to it, do you?

And you've obviously hit the jackpot: You get to do this joyful work.

One thing at a time. First I have to check the collection slip.

Are you really asking me to ignore the regulations?

And if you've faked this, it won't fall on me, but on Mrs. Beinert.

Where was I? Oh yes, the scrawl.

Well, let's go through the list:

Because then I could complain about you.

And don't forget your pickup slip.

And please clear the way. I have a responsible job to do here.

Mrs. Beinert's signature... it's so illegible that I can hardly recognize it...

So finally get yourself an official pickup slip.

I don't want to be like that.

Uh... and what else do I need it for?

Listen, I...

If you keep bothering me, it will take even longer.