A Postman is a Terrible Thing to Waste. Please teach ours to read.
This entry was posted on 1/30/2008 11:53 AM and is filed under Reverie Unlimited.
Is it just me? I seem to not get my own mail but that of people who live nowhere near me - well, maybe a few blocks away.
The latest transgression of great repute is that I didn't get a friends Christmas card which among other news, told me of our best friends divorce. Needless to say, they were all puzzled when I was making arrangements to visit them while in town and kept referencing said former spouse. Alors!
I've gotten mail months late when it was delivered to a neighbor on a very long vacation and once got a card addressed to "Mom" which I happily opened, only to find that I wasn't the intended "Mom."
Once, I ordered business card holders that I didn't receive. When I contacted the merchant, he informed me that he had a USPS delivery receipt. Receipt of what I asked? I didn't sign it and I didn't get them. All the receipt said was that they had in fact delivered them. HA! I got them about 40 days after that delivery receipt.
But my biggest beef with the U S Postal Service is the overnight package that I sent to New York for a potential National Geographic shoot. I had a limited window of opportunity to have it put in front of the right people by a contact of mine to land the job and somehow, they lost the package. All they were able to tell me was that it was on a plane - somewhere.
Complaints, suggestions, temper tantrums - nothing helps because there is no accountability within this system.
Me, I'm a FedEx FAN! Great service and it really gets there when they say it does. Woohoo!
Pardon my whining, but if anybody has any ideas on how to fix this, I'd love to hear them.
Over and out!