Do you remember my post about Mike the Malicious Mailman? Today's post will help you understand my history of frustration with the USPS if you read that first, and I promise that what I'm adding today will make this post a reasonable length so that you have time to read about Mike. Let me know when you're back.
It seems postal stupidity knows no end. The Engineer runs a thriving eBay business in his “spare” time, so almost every day I have to mail something for him. The hot selling product right now fits in manilla envelope and can be dropped in any mailbox since it's under the 13 oz rule.
The mailbox I most often use is behind my grocery store, but it's in such a ridiculous place. It has one of those “reach out of the car slots” so one can (theoretically) not have to get out of the car. But it's on the right hand side of the street. So you either have your passenger (which isn't often when I'm out running errands while the boys are at school) or drive on the wrong side, or park, walk over, drop your mail. Stupid. Here's what it looks like.
It's in the alley behind a Safeway shopping center/strip mall type place.
Yesterday, as I'm pulling in (driving the big ole' prison van) there's a mail truck there emptying the mailbox, a grandma who is parked next to the mail truck, so all I can do is pull up behind grandma. The mailwoman is arguing with grandma and won't take the letters she's holding out to her. A person, whose job it is to collect the mail, won't TAKE the mail. She instructs her park and walk back over. So I pull up to her next.
“You won't take my package?”
“NO, we got a call that this mailbox was overflowing, I'm just here to empty it. The other guy comes at 4 to empty it.” (It's 3:48 or so at this time.)
“So I can't hand it to you? To put in that bin right there with all the other mail that was in this mailbox?”
“No. But you can park over there, and come back and put it in the mailbox.”
I'm so ridiculously incensed that this woman, who is standing at my car window, to whom I'm holding out a package WON'T TAKE IT.” However, it has to be mailed. So I park next to Grandma, who is also incensed, and we walk over to the mailbox to put our mail in it and the mailwoman says, “You can just hand those to me.” WTF?
It's no wonder they're thinking about closing the post offices.
P.S Yes - I did drive out in our not as spectacular as they'd said snow storm to bring you these visual aids. You're welcome.