The Croatian Post Office has been offering all sorts of deals to all its customers for years. There are credit cards, special prices for television services, cheap loans, and the like. The person behind the counter of every post office in the country goes through the list of offerings without fail. Having paid my monthly bills at a post office not far from my beloved’s apartment building in the center of Zagreb, I am regaled with all the deals on offer. When I start laughing, the woman on duty gets puzzled: “Interested or not?” “Well,” I get serious, “I neither offer nor require anything.” “Ah,” she pouts half in jest, “you are wrong about that!” At this point I spread my hands wide: “The only thing that comes to mind is a bullet in the head.” Now the woman behind the counter starts laughing: “We may be able to help with that, too!” The exchange makes me smile on my way out of the post office. A bullet in the head strikes me as a deal just to my liking.