Speed

Through the fence, the postman yells at the man sitting in the yard.

'I brought you the STB card. It must be a year since you requested it, right? asks the postman.

'The STB card?' The man looks over the envelope. 'Oh, yeah, now it's almost two years.'

'Yes, only now did they start to send them', the postman says laughing.

Inevitably, this reminded me of the fact that I had to wait for four years to receive the money that was supposed to be paid to me for a translation I made. Still, the STB moves quicker.