Rain, Snow, Sleet, and Gloom of Night Will Absolutely Stay These Postal Worker Union Snowflakes From Their Appointed Rounds

Our terrible, horrible, very scary "blocked" driveway.

I used to admire postmen. They brought the mail no matter what, right to your door or mailbox. And I still admire many of them and express my appreciation when they go that extra mile. They've gone dramatically downhill since postal workers got themselves a woman. Even then many of them continued to do their jobs above and beyond the call of duty and I respected them all for that.

That is, until we got a new post "person". It's not that she is a woman. Our two prior post persons were women and lovely people. I used to leave them little gifts at Christmas. If a package was too big for our oversized box, they would cheerfully run it up our pleasant tree-lined driveway (see above). It runs a quarter of a mile back into the woods and they would leave the package as the bottom of the stairs to our garage apartment at the very end of the lane. Then she'd drive on circling the house on the circular drive. No backing up. No difficult turns. The worst hazard she'd face was fat lazy deer in the road.

The first time this new gal brought a package to my house, she took one look up our driveway (above) and wrote down that the package was undeliverable because the front door of the driveway was blocked. This was an out and out lie. There were no fallen trees, no washouts, not even a pothole of any size. A big fat FedEx truck rolled up the drive just a day before to deliver a package to us. My two neighbors up here both are business people and with my wife and I both disabled seniors with no car depending on Amazon and Walmart delivery to deliver our stuff to us, there is a steady stream of FedEx, UPS, DSH, Amazon, Uber, Dominoes, Door Dash, and the disabled transport bus up this "inaccessible" driveway. We just laid down new gravel to fill any dips, bumps or potholes.

This guy gets up our drive every week.

But our snowflake postgal, the Amazing Kreskin, took our package back because she sensed that the road was blocked. Apparently she received some sort of premonition that it would be too difficult to get that 4 wheel drive jeep of hers down the lane. Now let me 'splain what happens when she does that.

1. My package is late, a day maybe two. You can't tell because the post office won't talk to me, they list the wrong phone number, the wrong post office and make you hang online for hours before a live person will talk you to. Then that very nice person files a case and gives you a number and tells you someone will call back. (Six day later, still waiting).
2. My package is taken to an undisclosed location and Amazon is informed that the package is "undeliverable". Meanwhile the USPS tracking number lists the package as "out for delivery" for the past week. 
3. Amazon won't give me a live person to talk to and apparently expects me to wait two to three days to be reimbursed, meanwhile reordering the item (an $11 watering can for my wife's flowers) to be redelivered.
4. Of course, if they redeliver it, that same postgal is going to refuse to deliver it again. This is the second time we have gone through this with her.
5. Last time I had to take an Uber to the post office ($15 plus tip and an hour waiting for the ride), wait another hour in line at the post office which they might or might not have, wait an hour for another Uber and another $15 plus tip to get back home.  Final Cost $15+$15+$11 plus the steep Washington State sales tax) = better than $41 for a watering can that lists for $11. 

Even this beast got down our driveway.

Our service and retail industries had to work hard to stay alive over the CoVid "pandemic". They had to kiss customer behind to keep people buying stuff from them. Now that the pandemic is almost over to the chagrin of the Democrat party, the big business boys seem to have decided they can start treating customers badly again.

More on the slow death of civility in a coming blog.

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