On Paying Of Bills

I do love living in Mexico
BUT
Paying bills here is not one of the things I love
At the best of times it is not much fun, and to-day was a good example of the dark side of the problem.
I rent a post box for, mostly, my telephone bill as we, when we moved here to Lomas del Pacifico there was no postal service and keeping the telephone line functioning was important.
In those days, once in a while somebody from the village would make a trip to Vallarta, pick up the mail for Mismaloya and stack it in a card board box in a tienda where one then could rummage through to find whatever mail might be for you.
So having the P. O. box worked for a while, but now we have the occasional delivery to the streets and at the same time the sorting at the post office has gotten progressively more lax.
Which brings me back to the telephone bill.
If one does not receive a bill, one is left with very few choices of paying, in fact just one that I know of. Going to the only office in town, located in a mall, where one can pay without the bill.
And that means waiting in line as I had to do today and by count there were about forty people in front of me and twenty behind me.
And only two cashiers working.
I love people watching but even that gets a little old after an hour standing in line.
I am sure there are other methods of paying , and when I get my bill on time I pay at the supermarket, but that is the exception rather than the rule.
Ah well; really a small price to pay to live in paradise.