Our mail delivery man is not my friend. I don’t know why it’s been so difficult for me to like him – but I truly has been a challenge since we moved to CBus.
In retrospect, I really loved our mail lady in GR. She would stroll down our street, chatting it up with her friends on her cell phone ear piece. She waved and smiled when she saw us, she helped me learn the names of my neighbors and was always so kind and caring about the mail she was delivering. I miss you wonderful, hard-working, nice mail lady who liked your job!
It all started when our current mailman continually delivered the old tenant’s mail even though it had been forwarded. I know this is more of the post office’s issue than the mailman’s issue… but for 6 months I was still getting mail for our landlord every single day… even though I talked to the people at the post office, even though I wrote the mailman a nice note about how they don’t live here anymore and it would be great if he could stop putting their mail in our box, even though our landlord followed all the protocol to get her mail forwarded. I kid you not, I got a letter for her THIS WEEK! We’ve lived here for almost a year. shenanigans.Then it got worse. If anyone’s car was parked anywhere within 10 feet of our mailbox he would simply zoom his truck right past our box without stopping! SERIOUSLY! He wouldn’t step out of his truck or even slow down to attempt to drive close enough to put it in the box! I would watch him drive by, then have to run down the street to catch him at the neighbor’s house. I would be friendly and say things like, “Oops, you missed us again! Sorry about that.” and smile.
Then it got worse! HE STOPPED CLOSING OUR MAILBOX ONCE HE DELIVERED THE MAIL! WHAT?!?! I don’t even understand what is going on here. How hard can it be to just flip the lid closed… the lid that YOU opened. The lid that would prevent the rain from pouring in on my pottery barn catalog!
SHENANIGANS! I just wish I could get a new mailman and start all over. What would you do if you were me?