The Postman's Revenge
And we don't mean that awful Kevin Cosner movie. Never mind that we had to work extra long hours to ensure that our beautiful, gallery quality direct mail would be delivered before election day, but now our local postal carrier has had his revenge on us: he's cut us off.
We thought when one off our New Yorker's didn't show that it was simply because the writers had taken another week off. They seem to be doing this now once a month. But then other people had sent us things that were never delivered and we wondered WTF?
Apparently, our mailman thinks its funny to not deliver our mail. Or perhaps, our new neighbors somehow stopped our mail [we hate our neighbors for a variety of reasons: Yappy dog; wretched smelling ethnic food; body odor; salsa music at 8am on a Saturday; blocking the driveway; parking badly on the street. We thought the pot smoking hippies were bad]
When we first moved in we kept recieving mail for a half dozen former residents. In hopes of retarding the onslaught, we posted our names and apartment number on the mailbox. This did not stop the postman from bombarding out box with non-residents' mail, nor placing out mail in the other box. The letter carrier is simply lazy.
So we relabled the post box with bigger letters. We tried calling the supervisor, but for some reason they have already left by 1pm in the afternoon and we were told to try back again later.
To hell with Article 1, Section 8, Clause 7. We want Federal Express to deliver our mail.
We thought when one off our New Yorker's didn't show that it was simply because the writers had taken another week off. They seem to be doing this now once a month. But then other people had sent us things that were never delivered and we wondered WTF?
Apparently, our mailman thinks its funny to not deliver our mail. Or perhaps, our new neighbors somehow stopped our mail [we hate our neighbors for a variety of reasons: Yappy dog; wretched smelling ethnic food; body odor; salsa music at 8am on a Saturday; blocking the driveway; parking badly on the street. We thought the pot smoking hippies were bad]
When we first moved in we kept recieving mail for a half dozen former residents. In hopes of retarding the onslaught, we posted our names and apartment number on the mailbox. This did not stop the postman from bombarding out box with non-residents' mail, nor placing out mail in the other box. The letter carrier is simply lazy.
So we relabled the post box with bigger letters. We tried calling the supervisor, but for some reason they have already left by 1pm in the afternoon and we were told to try back again later.
To hell with Article 1, Section 8, Clause 7. We want Federal Express to deliver our mail.
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