I don't think I've told you about my postman.
He is a moron. Really. His name tag says "Hi, my name is Moron, and I'll be returning all of your important mail as undeliverable today."
When we moved here, it was still within a year that I had a different last name, so I made sure to put both my former last name and current last name on the mailbox to avoid confusion with the forwarded mail. That wasn't enough of a clarification, apparently. We began to get my ex-husband's credit card offers, but did Mr Moron deliver my W-2's from Large Office Supply Company that had that same last name? Say it with me ... no.
We've been living here over a year and a half. We still get mail from at least two different previous tenants, which we continue to stick back out there for Mr Moron to take back to the post office.
The last few weeks, we've been expecting some important mail. A free gift card, some insurance paperwork, and of course, a check.
(Isn't everyone always expecting a check in the mail? We really were. A nice sized check, in fact.)
Two days running, the postman didn't even bother to show up. I had mail sitting out, as did others in my apartment circle. For two days. All that sunshine must have been too much for him, because he just couldn't bring himself to drive the quarter of a mile from the post office to our neighborhood. Mr Lemon called the post office, and they informed him that because our name had worn off of the label on the mailbox, that our mail was returned undeliverable.
Oh. Okay. Never mind the next door neighbors who have not lived there for six months and still get mail delivery.
Maybe I ticked him off? We'll never know. But if any of you mailed me a birthday card and got it returned undeliverable, that's why. Just mail it back out, pretty please. Our address hasn't changed. Our postman just didn't do his job that day.
3 comments:
I know it costs a bit extra, but if you are having that much trouble, I would get a post office box. They tend to make less errors with that. Sounds like they need to get a new mailman for your route!
You MUST live in our old neighborhood. SOOOOOO frustrating, I know.
Mrs. Nurse Boy
Wow, I know I had that same mailman when I lived at my last apartment. I even called to complain but when he hauled his biggie sized self up the stairs to bang on my door, I decided that it just wasn't worth it.
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