dpd1 - 12:13 am on Sep 30, 2011 (gmt 0)
Thought I would bump this back up, because I'm going to try and start doing routine pickups from USPS. I tried a couple times before, but they always whined so much the couple times they showed up, I gave up. Plus, the thought of my stuff getting big boxes dumped on it in the back of their truck all day, made me nervous.
But yesterday I think I hit the last straw with my local PO. There is a cart they leave behind the counter, and for well over a year, if I didn't put my stuff in the cart, there would be hell to pay. I'd get one of them yelling at me to put stuff in the cart. And I'm not exaggerating... These women speak to you like you're a dog.
So all of the sudden the other day, I put the stuff in the cart like always, and as I'm walking out, I hear this; "Hey, don't do that!". I turn around and this postal worker woman is looking at me with this face like she wants to kick my a**. I'm like... "Uh... I don't understand... The only reason I put it in there, is because I get yelled at if I don't". She cuts me off and starts yapping at me about not being able to tell what's scanned or not, if it's in the cart. I'm like... OK, whatever.
A week later I come in, leave it OUTSIDE the cart... and guess what happens. Yeah... A different lady yells at me for leaving it outside the cart. I go... "OK, what exactly do you want me to do, because I got yelled at last time for putting it in there". She tells me it's OK to put in.
So yesterday I go in, put the stuff in the cart, and one of the workers from all the way on the other side of the room full of people, starts yelling at me to not put stuff in the cart. Then the first one who yelled at me for doing it joins in and starts yelling at me too. I popped a gasket. I said in a very loud voice... "Yeah, and then two days from now I'll come in here, and somebody else will yell at me for not putting it in the cart. You know what... I have a lot better things to worry about than whether or not your lives are as easy as possible... You're all nuts. You don't want my thousands of dollars a year when they're just looking for an excuse to close little offices like this... I have a great solution... I'll take my stuff somewhere where I don't get scolded like a little kid every time I deal with them. Then you won't have to deal with the terrible burden of whether or not boxes are put in your stupid cart". And I walked out. The whole thing gave me heartburn the rest of the day.
Of course, that was an empty threat, because I still need to use them. So it's either a different office that's farther way, or pickup. So I'm hoping the pickup works. But what insanity.