Saturday, June 03, 2006
Doggone mail service
When I was a kid, mailboxes used to have this red flag on the side that you could slide up if you had mail for them to pick up. I gradually started to see these disappear. It started with neighborhood dumbshits ripping them off the mailboxes in the neighborhood. The one at our house was reduced to a twisted metal stub one day. Mailboxes these days don’t have those. Is this because they expect you to go dump your mail elsewhere now? If I put letters to be mailed someplace obvious he’ll take it, otherwise it’s completely ignored. I just take it work instead and mail it there because I don’t trust it will get mailed otherwise. No big deal, but it’s an interesting change in service.
Since moving into this house, my mail service has become significantly more annoying. I don’t get my mail until sometime after 6pm. Aren’t the mail carriers supposed to be home by then? My Netflix shipments started taking longer and longer. The last straw was when it took an entire week for the stupid thing to get here. I thought it had gotten lost. I reported it as lost and that same day it finally arrived. WTF? Is the postal service secretly borrowing my movies before giving them to me?? It’s not like I live in some podunk rural part of the nation. I’m about an hour away from the darn shipping center! I ended up cancelling Netflix because it got to be too annoying, and I can’t have it delivered to the office.
Oh well. One thing remains the same no matter where I move—my furballs hate the mailman! RAAFRARARARARARA! Arf! (That last part is Dog for “And stay out!")