It's official!! My mailman hates me!!

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"Always offered to take them in the back for them but I think it embarrassed them that a 70 year old guy was able to carry it and they had to get a hand truck."

No, they were just smart enough to avoid backaches. :D

I have a PO Box and order bullets now and then. The gals at the PO usually comment about how much the package weighs. I just grin and say " Yep. it's lead".
 
Not my mailman... my neighbor. We have the same guy all week except Wednesday. He’s cool as can be, dogs love him, he comes mid day and he brings them treats. Sits on the front porch playing with my beagle sometimes. But seems the heavy stuff or awkward stuff comes on Wednesday’s. Bullets, car parts, tires, the big springs that go on garage door load carriers, etc. Our normal guy knows that the sorters jack up the order and he resorts our box by name. On Wednesday’s the guy just fluffs stuff out in the order that the sorters put it in, so the folks around the corner end up with my bullets, tires, and garage door springs where I end up with their junk mail. Made quick friends in the neighborhood when we moved here because of it. Worked out well I guess.
 
Why are they allowed to keep their job when they can’t perform the task of their job description? Sad state of affairs.
 
Why are they allowed to keep their job when they can’t perform the task of their job description? Sad state of affairs.

Short answer. Management is even more lazy than they are.

I spent 20 years carrying mail on a walking route, 10 miles per day, 4000+ stair steps. All the while with a degenerative back condition. Those who go into management are those who couldn't, wouldn't, or shouldn't be doing the job. As my back condition got worse and worse I was encouraged to go into management. Sorry, I've still got my pride. When the day came I couldn't do the job I quit.

It's not easy to fire a postal worker, but it's not that hard either. All it takes is a stupidvisor who's willing to dot the i's and cross the t's. However, if the worker in question is a minority then it becomes a MUCH harder process.
 
I don't have a mailman but my mailwoman is a sweetheart. Bullets aren't the bad, it's the 50 lb bags of dog food from Amazon. I normally meet her at her truck when she backs in. There are people I try to always treat well which include my mail people and my trash collection people. :)

Ron
 
I don't have a mailman but my mailwoman is a sweetheart. Bullets aren't the bad, it's the 50 lb bags of dog food from Amazon. I normally meet her at her truck when she backs in. There are people I try to always treat well which include my mail people and my trash collection people. :)

Ron

I gave ALL my customers 100% service. However a tip at Christmas or a glass of ice water in the summer was greatly appreciated.
 
We have two carriers that alternate days. One, in the red Jeep, delivers the packages, whether heavy or light, to our house at the end of a 3/4 mile long driveway. She always has time for a chat and is quite friendly.

The other, in the yellow Jeep, leaves a P.O. pickup slip for anything that won't easily fit into the mailbox, sometimes at different Post Offices. This comes after she's left packages leaning against the mailbox post next to a fairly busy country road. She's had numerous complaints against her, but still has her job.

Government job security....
 
A few years ago, I had a bitty little gal as a mail carrier. She couldn't have weighed 90lbs. Good looker, too.

Anyway, one day she pulls down the drive, and I know that 65lbs of lead I ordered is in. I walk out there, and she tells me this story -
She was pulling the mail from the bin, putting it in the Jeep. The box of lead was at the bottom of the bin. She leaned in to pull the box out, and almost got pulled in the bin from the weight of a box that was 2/3 her weight.

She asked me what was in there ?

I told her it was gold. I don't think she believed me.
 
A few years ago, I had a bitty little gal as a mail carrier. She couldn't have weighed 90lbs. Good looker, too.

Anyway, one day she pulls down the drive, and I know that 65lbs of lead I ordered is in. I walk out there, and she tells me this story -
She was pulling the mail from the bin, putting it in the Jeep. The box of lead was at the bottom of the bin. She leaned in to pull the box out, and almost got pulled in the bin from the weight of a box that was 2/3 her weight.

She asked me what was in there ?

I told her it was gold. I don't think she believed me.

Of course she didn't believe you. Gold is sent via Registered Mail.
 
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