First I would like to say that I know I do not live in the safest neighborhood. I can understand how a mail delivery person may find my block to be quite upsetting. Not only does my neighborhood mail carrier have to worry about pitbulls biting at her ankles, she has to be alert enough to dodge crackheads on the prowl, in search of a fresh rock, and my welfare peeps who get a little angry when their check does not come on time.
That being said, I honestly have a terrible mail carrier. She is constantly talking on her cell phone while delivering mail. .. I often find letters in my mailbox that belong to my neighbor. Many times, my letters are ripped or my packages are beat up. .. I was informed by my carrier over the summer, that I needed to keep my front door closed between 11a.m and 3 p.m. so that she could deliver my mail. Apparently, my dog barked too loud when she came up to the porch. ..I obliged and made sure that my five pound dog did not scare her.
Today, I just could not take it anymore. I wanted to beat the sh!t out of my mail "lady".
When I came home from the grocery store, I noticed her walking down the street. It was snowing and I did not have a chance to shovel, so I expected that my mail box would be empty. I approached her as she walked down the street past my house and I said "Hi. I was just wondering if I had any mail today?" She told me that I did have mail. I asked her if I could have it. That heffa said no. NO????? I cant have my mail? I was pissed. I asked her why. She told me that I could not have my mail , because I needed to shovel. I said, "Ok can you hand it to me then?" She said no again. She then told me she would come back the next day. Mind you, there was like two inches outside, but arent carriers supposed to deliver in extreme conditions?.. So I asked one more time for my mail. She was smiling and said no again. I could not take it. I said" Look, GIVE ME MY FUCKING MAIL!!" She started walking away and was like "Uh Uh "and laughing. She was like "call the post office, my name is Sherry. The number is 73.." I cut her off and I was like " I already know the number, I have called and complained on you so many times. How are you even employed?" She went back to her truck-- no mail for me, but a great view of a mail truck driving away..... It was so hard to hold myself back from doing what I wanted to do: Why cant I just get a nice mail delivery person like they have in the suburbs? A friendly chap, who always delivers with a smile?.. .. I called and complained on her, again. They actually seemed to care this time and said that she could have at least handed me my mail. .. Doesnt this carrier appreciate that I am a loyal USPS customer, and I could have extremely important mail in her bag today. My magazines are coming and I have to keep up with the upcoming spring fashions!!