complain’ about the Post Office again…

You know me, I’m not the kind of guy who likes complaining. But I thought I’d take a moment of your time this holiday season to once again point out how horrible the US Postal Service is.

I got a note in my mailbox the other day telling me that there was a package that required my signature. It said that I could sign the note and they’d deliver the package. But turns out that’s not true. The mailman merrily came and went several times ignoring the signed note. Now, I know the kind of packages people send me are likely to be baked goods or nailbombs or frozen human heads; the kinda things that don’t “keep”, so after waiting a few days I decided it would be simpler to just pick the package up from the posst office myself.

Now, god forbid the post office was actually open any reasonable hours. I guess most of the people that use the post office are unemployed hobos so Post Office managers don’t feel the need to stay open past the time normal people get off work. But I figure I can swing by on my way into the office this morning and I won’t be all that late.

The helpful slip of paper they mailman refused to take told me that my package wasn’t at the post office across the street from my house, that would be far too convenient. And it wasn’t even at the post office a
few blocks from my house. Nope, I had to go all the way to the post office in the middle of Rosslyn, at rush hour.

Parking in Rosslyn isn’t too bad, as long as you don’t mind parking at least 10 blocks from your destination. But after only a half hour of driving around I’m able to find a spot. It was probably easier because it was raining. I get to the post office, wait in the giant line of people who apparently have nothing better to do than mail large numbers of packages overseas.

When I finally get to the front of the line, I’m cheerfully told by the cashier that this is the wrong post office. It seems that the post office right next to my house has been using notes with the wrong address on them. Now I realize being a mailman is a complex techincal job that requires being able to do many difficult tasks such as “read numbers correctly” and “put things in slots”, but I would have hoped that they’d take a few seconds out of their busy schedule to see if the instructions they are putting in people’s mailboxes have the right information on them!

So I slog all the way back to my normal post office, and get my package. When I point out to them that maybe, pretty-please they could use the right address next time because they have just wasted an hour of my life. But again they joyfully told me that as an exempted Federal Agency, you can’t legally sue the Post Office, nor can you start your own post office because they have a legal monopoly, so I could just suck it.

God I hate the post office. Merry Xmas.

1 Comment so far

  1. wayan (unregistered) on December 24th, 2006 @ 10:08 am

    Luckily, we now have options: FedEx and UPS. I only use the post office for postcards.



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