Me: Oh goodness we're never gonna get the book in time and then I'll fail the class and then my teacher will hate me and everyone will hate me and-
Me: Hey, hey. Don't fret right now. We're walking to the post office as we speak. I'm sure that they'll help us find the package.
Me: But it might be in a different post office or not even in New Brunswick or they'll turn us away or-
Me: Look, we're here. Let's ask, okay?