Poor Postman!

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My wife works for the Post Office, I wish she was paid by the step depending on the per step rate. She has logged as many as 28,000 steps in a day before.:what::what:
(12000 is much more normal though)

The route I had when I had to retire was 10 miles and 4000+ stair steps. Of course it was a walking route.
 
I get a phone call and all she says is "you got lead". Then I go to the back shipping dock of the local PO and load my usual 3-4 MFR boxes into my vehicle and bring them home. They offered to deliver but I told them I need the exercise anyway so I will be glad to do it.
 
I am sure by now my Postperson sees an MFRB addresed to me and goes "oh no, not him again":)
A MFRB with 3000 124gr 9mms is about 54lbs


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:evil::evil::evil::D

I imagine all the Post people by bullet companies that use flat rate boxes probably don't need to go to the gym to work out.
I appreciate all their work delivering me bullets!
 
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Our current mail lady may weigh 100 lbs soaking wet. I really appreciate her carrying my acme boxes under my carport. The first time I placed an order for a case of ammo after we moved I forgot to change my shipping address. Luckily my old carrier had my phone number and called me and asked if I wanted to meet him. Of course he knew it was ammo and figured I wanted it for the weekend.
 
I got a small flat rate box bulging at all sides and taped over completely to hold a thousand 147 gr 9mm.
Too bad they sent the wrong bullets, I ordered round nose and got flat point.
We will see what they want to do about it.
 
I got a small flat rate box bulging at all sides and taped over completely to hold a thousand 147 gr 9mm.

Heck, I got a box of Bullets once that was busted open. Carrier brought it to me in a plastic tub with a bunch of loose bullets rolling around in the bottom. Oddly enough I think almost all bullets were accounted for, was only missing a dozen or so. Carrier offered to leave the plastic mail tub with me if I wanted it.

Believe it or not the mail clerks that sort packages in the mornings for the carriers have it in their contracts that they are allowed to literally throw packages. So if they want to take that 30lb box of lead and heave it a few feet into a hamper, and it crushes something under it, or gets torn on a sharp edge of something else, oh well. Keep this in mind next time you ship something, package appropriately. :D
 
Letter carriers must love when I order 2 25lb bags of #9 shot to reload skeet shotgun shells. Shipped in one flat rate box.

A handsome Christmas bonus has been earned.
 
At least we don't have to worry about Porch Pirates!

Dave
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You got that right! If someone can up, grabbed the box and tried to run I think they would have dislocated their shoulder! The box was really 2 small flat rate boxes stuffed full and taped together!
 
The last time I ordered bullets, it was 2,500 230 gr. RN. I was waiting in the driveway when the mail lady, old enough to be my grandma, arrived. I gladly unloaded that shipment.
 
My post office usually won't deliver them to my house anymore, I have to have my wife pick them up because I can't get there before they close, she makes me pay dearly for that trip
 
Mine honks her horn and doesn't look at all like Lana Turner!:rofl:

I think your just dated your age!:rofl:

Well, that was not fair on my part, was it?

Funny, maybe, but all the carriers that come to my home are younger than me, and generally in better shape and better lookin'....Just sayin........It must be the exercise!
 
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1,300 9mm Blue Bullets ordered today. My Postal Delivery Technician, Dan, supports my shooting hobby, so he'll want me to open the box when he delievers ti so he can see theses. Life is good.

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My sister was visiting from Maine. She was telling me about her house in a historic district that was SO.O.O.O historic they couldn't have mailboxes because that wasn't..... well, wasn't historic. And she was saying how the the postman delivered all the mail on her street to the back porches. Just then, DAN, my postman, bless his soul, knocked on the kitchen door and handed me my mail. How he knew that would be the opportune time to one-up my sister, I'll never know.
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We have a P.O. box at a little country post office. They are extremely helpful.....


Giving the head guy a litre of Glenlivet and the second in command a homade chocolate pie..... they're both gonna be slobbering like starving lab puppy's haha.
 
1000 Acme 9mm and 1000 .45acp incoming. My carrier usually drives up the driveway around back and leaves them in the garage if the door is up, sometimes at the back sliding door if garage is down. A single order of 1000 is usually left in the mailbox at the street or sometimes at the front door, but a double does not fit. They do earn their pay with these!
 
I pick up my mail at the post office. One of the counter gals is about as big as I am and the other is larger and both are a great deal younger. After a few boxes where they told me" this is really heavy" and I replied "it's pure lead" they have learned. and just plunk the box on the counter. My last heavy thing was some steel from ebay and it got no comment, just a grin.
 
I have a great UPS story:

About five-six years ago Eric, the UPS driver, knocks on my door. When I answered he looked sort of pooped and asked me if I was a cop, and I said I was. He let out a “Whew” and said for me to follow him to his truck.

When we got there he rolls up the rear door and shows me a mangled cardboard box with two ammo cans and various loose bullets scattered all over the floor around it.

Apparently the ammo order I had placed with Sportsman's Guide; two cans of surplus .30-06 in Garand clips, 454 Casull and several boxes of other various and sundry calibers, had been poorly packaged loose in a box. The steel cans banged up the stuff and shredded open the other ammo boxes inside while making the outside box as soft as wet newspaper. Eric saw the address and knew I was a regular ammo-bullet orderer, so he did his best with the carnage and loaded it up to bring to me rather then send it back to the hub as defectively packaged.

Well, during his route the boxes shifted around more and apparently ripped open. When he pulled into the high school to deliver some new musical instruments he completely spaced the damaged box that was in the back of his rig. When he lifted the rolling door, he said a waterfall of ammo poured out of the truck right at the feet of two administrators and the band instructor...who completely flipped their Lids.

One threatened to call 911 while the other was calling for security to confiscate the stuff as contraband on school grounds. Eric said he started scooping up loose ammo and tossing it into his truck while assuring them this was being delivered to a local law enforcement officer. I guess this satisfied them, and after about five minutes of collecting cartridges scattered all over the walkway he high tailed it up to my house to drop off the order.

We both got a good laugh out of it, especially when he mimicked the face of the principal when her shoes were being pelted with ammo...If I remember correctly despite hundreds of bullets spewing forth onto the ground I was only missing one .454 cartridge, which is probably still rattling around the floor of the rig...

Stay safe!
 
I always tell the mailman that heavy box is marbles
And, they better not lose them!

My mail carrier is a stout woman, who, bless her heart will actually deliver the heavy bullet or lead FRBs to my door. And sometimes she places it just inside the door if my wife is home and opens the door. My wife -- then tells me when I get home, get that heavy box out of the way before I break my foot on it!
 
I remember when Brad at MBC was getting his business up and running. He had a horrible battle with his local PO about shipping bullets. At that time he was shipping less than one pallet daily. Rural route with the standard delivery vehicle. The carrier was an older female and it was one box at a time into the truck. They even started limiting how much he could ship daily. Finally they started sending a bigger truck, eventually stepping up to a flatbed so he could load the pallets.

My first shipment was a big one. At the time, there was a 70 pound limit on the flat rate, iirc. Mine came in two boxes, with an older male driver. He came to the door, huffing, puffing and complaining. My ex was home and went to the truck and carried the second box. When she got to the house and went to take the first box in she found that box to weigh about 25 pounds. The postman had saved the 70 pound box for her. Good thing she grew up on a farm. I think I had burnt offerings for supper.
 
Even though we have streetside mailboxes, because of physical disability my wife and I are considered “hardship” and the very nice mail lady brings our mail to the front door (she gets an extra $3 per day for each “hardship” delivery). Coincidentally, each of the last three deliveries of 3000 RMR 124gr bullets has been delivered by a substitute mail person. Our regular mail lady must know from the night before that I have that delivery so she calls in sick.
I never used to give the mail person a Christmas gift but I do now since all of our shopping is done online throughout the year.
 
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