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Ever So Annoying!

Besides that stupid, stupid, dog that barks everyday is the ever so annoying postman or postwoman or person who delivers our mail. Today for the record billionth time, since moving to Eagle Rock, the mailperson delivered our mail wrong! This time they got the numbers right but they totally gave me mail for someone on a different street! Friggin' Loser! I mean, how hard is it to read an address and deposit the mail into the mail slot? It's not a very hard concept one would think, but apparently, it's the hardest thing in the world for our mail person!

Lucky me, our mail person gets it wrong, oh, at least once a month! It's so bad, that the Post Master General of Eagle Rock now knows my name and she always says the same thing when I call, "Again? (with a sigh) I spoke to them about that last week." I guess I just have the stupidest mail carrier ever! Can someone reissue the United States Post office test to this person? I am curious as to what's on this test as it certainly doesn't test for friggin' common sense or eye-hand coordination, or the ability to read!

Let's see, they delivered my $80 prescription to my dead neighbor's house. I only found that a month later sitting on her porch after arguing with the prescription's company for like an hour on why I didn't want to pay another $80 bucks for something I never got in the first place!!! I don't know how many times I get home to find my mail on my picnic table obviously delivered by some kind neighbor. I even get "the guy down the street's" work checks every so often. Which he doesn't seem too worried about (if they were mine, I would be worried). I have gotten mail for people two doors down. That was the day the mail was off at everyone's house by two houses. I mean how the hell does that happen? Two doors off. Loser.

It so bad I thought I'd help the incompetent carrier out by writing my address on a piece of paper and taping it to my mail box, you know, just in case looking at the numbers on the side of my house was too much of a stretch. That seemed to work until today. They got the numbers right but delivered the mail for the wrong street. No one takes pride in the details anymore. It's a pity.

What am I to do? The dog, the mail, I give up! Okay neighborhood you got me. The joke is funny, ha, ha. What is a home maker to do? Maybe, I should set that goddam dog after my goddam postman! They'd make a perfect pair!

Comments

Anonymous said…
Maybe you should make your return address on any bills or letters, etc. one of you neighbors and see if gets delivered to you by accident!
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