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Yes I know parts one and two were quite awhile. And yes I know I haven't been posting but thats not for lack of stories just...well lack of interest in typing out the stories. But after a nice long Friday off and first day of my four day vacation I am ready to put some of this down.
Background for those who don't know me...I'm a letter carrier. (Don't you just love short backgrounds?)
My Wife's Check
Guy drove up behind me in his car and started honking his horn. I glanced back and then went up to a house to drop off their mail. As I'm walking back to the sidewalk this guy decideds to lean on his horn and then angerly pull into the next driveway.
G: Didn't you hear me honking?!
M: *eye twitch* How can I help you?
G: *sigh/growl at the question not being answered* I want to know why we haven't gotten my Wife's check yet. (Note: Wife was not with him.)
M: I'm sorry about that, was it a first of the month check?
G: *starts waving about a blue envelope and brandishing it in my face* We're supposed to get these TOGETHER! ALWAYS HAVE! *starts yelling and speaking slowly*
M: May I see that Sir?
G: *hands over the check and looks smug*
M: *glances at the date on the envelope, it has the 3rd so he was one of the lucky few who got his check more then three days early (plant got the wrong batch early from well...where they get them from)* Oh your right Sir this was a complete error. Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
G: *looking really smug now* So I can get it together with my Wife's check now.
M: Of course Sir I'll make sure you get this with your Wife's check. You have a good day now.
G: *starts walking away and then stops to look back at me* Oh..uh..could I get them now?
M: Of course not, it's only the first and this says the third on it. Again thanks for bringing this error to my attention. Only way to make things get fixed. *turns to head back to the truck*
G: But... *suddenly looks defeated*
Yes he did get his check and his wife's check the next day. Still a day early but at least I made sure they were delivered TOGETHER.
Give me my check! Even tho it doesn't have my name on it
Bit more backstory on this one, chick lives with Mom and her daughter in these homes that are run by HUD. Chick knew a month before they were moving that they were well...moving to another apartment in the same complex. Grandma (chicks Mom) puts in a change of address. Chick doesn't notify the State of *state* (I'm sure most of you know what state but still) that she is moving in a month or less. This I can understand because she wants to make sure she gets the check. However this move happened when I was gone a couple days and had no idea it was even happening so I delivered the check to the old residence. The girl got it, moved, and all should be good right?
Nope two months ago, me still in the dark of the move, deliver to the old address. New resident hands the check over to the girl and tells her to make sure she gets the address changed and to let me know since she works when I drop off the mail. Chick assures that she has told me.
Last month, just met the new tennants after dropping off the check. They inform me of the good last names and that the old tennant was supposed to tell me about the move. Nope never heard about it.
This month, I don't deliver the check because hey I'm no longer in the dark. Guy cmes up to me all smiles, "Hey you got a check for *name*?"
M: Yup.
G: Oh well I can give it to her.
M: Nope.
G: But it's my Baby's Momma Momma.
M: Nope.
G: I'll go get her.
M: *shrugs*
So he goes and gets her and she catches up to me after I'm walking out of the leasing office.
C: So uh, my boy says you gots my check.
M: And you are?
C: *different name*
M: Nope.
C: Well it comes in my Momma's name. She lives over there. *points*
M: Not the address on the check.
C: Well I need the check.
M: Nope.
C: You HAVE to give me the check.
M: Nope.
C: Look I'll go get my Momma.
M: Won't do you any good. I'm not going to hand it over, it's addressed to one address. The persons whose name is on the check does not live at that address. Hence it will be sent through the forwarding system. If it comes back with the new address you'll give it in about three days. If it comes back with no forwarding on file it will be returned to State of *State*.
C: My Momma put in a change.
M: Then you should see it in three to four days.
C: Why are you being such a *name name name*
M: Have I called you anything?
C: What ever you *name* *name* *name* piece of *name*
M: *stares blankly until she decides to wander off still calling me several choice words*
Did it stop there? Nope...girl and boyfriend came out to walk behind me through the last part of the apartment complex where I have to go between buildings and away from windows to get to the boxes. Very poorly designed place. One of the residents walked with me...both the boy toy and his babys Momma decided they didn't want to mess with him so I got left alone. I hope they leave my relief person alone till I get back...I left him a note but still...
But the OTHER guy was here at...
Look I don't care when your old carrier got to your house. The route was changed and your not in the same spot. Not every one can be fricken first on the route. I'm sorry you went from a 10am to 3pm delivery but I'm not going to jump the fricken route just for you. It would slow me down even more. That and the seniors who are first on my route would probably do me more harm then you ever could.
We're not doing anything!
I hadn't asked but now that you mention it...tell me thats oregano and we can both be on our ways.
Mail slot =/= Mail slot cover
Really? Just...really?
Couple told me they were putting in a new door with a new mail slot in it. I was...happy? The old slot had already cut my finger once and I had started leaving the mail in the old milk box that was hooked onto the house. Things were great and then the new door came in. It was installed and the first day I went to use it noticed something very wrong. The cover was a NICE three inches thick with only a foot in width. Perfect size for magazines to go in nicely. The slot itself? Not even wide enough for one letter.
I went back to putting the mail in the milk box. On Thursday the wife was putting stick on letter on the door of the box. She apologized for husband's stupidity, it's now his job to check for mail in the new mail box that was the milk box. I luvs her.
CHEW TOY
Someone asked me quite awhile ago if I had ever had the dogs chew the mail. Well up to that point I hadn't but...now I do. Roommates got a new dog, he is a adorable thing who luves to get scritches. Except there is one tinsy little problem. The mail coming through the slot scares him. I try to do it quietly since I know this now but every so often he hears it and comes in to just bark at the new mail laying on the floor.
Last Wednesday was a bit different, unknown to me the puppy was laying in a sun patch where the mail usually falls. I drop the mail through and all of a sudden hear barking, growling, and paper tearing....wait paper tearing? Head back to the door and take a peek through the window, oh dear. A magazine had fallen on the puppy and in his vengence was shreadding it. Now this isn't a magazine you can just buy anywhere (at least no where I've seen) and now here it is laying in chewed up shreaded pieces. I think thats going to be the end of the puppy laying on the porch when no one is home. At least he wasn't out Thursday and I heard him behind a door barking cause the mail trap...I mean flap snapped closed loudly.
Ah well for stories over the last week this is getting kinda long and I haven't even gotten to the horrible way one of my managers handled something. But it's time for breakfast and since the puppies know I'm home they want gooshy styled food.
Background for those who don't know me...I'm a letter carrier. (Don't you just love short backgrounds?)
My Wife's Check
Guy drove up behind me in his car and started honking his horn. I glanced back and then went up to a house to drop off their mail. As I'm walking back to the sidewalk this guy decideds to lean on his horn and then angerly pull into the next driveway.
G: Didn't you hear me honking?!
M: *eye twitch* How can I help you?
G: *sigh/growl at the question not being answered* I want to know why we haven't gotten my Wife's check yet. (Note: Wife was not with him.)
M: I'm sorry about that, was it a first of the month check?
G: *starts waving about a blue envelope and brandishing it in my face* We're supposed to get these TOGETHER! ALWAYS HAVE! *starts yelling and speaking slowly*
M: May I see that Sir?
G: *hands over the check and looks smug*
M: *glances at the date on the envelope, it has the 3rd so he was one of the lucky few who got his check more then three days early (plant got the wrong batch early from well...where they get them from)* Oh your right Sir this was a complete error. Thank you for bringing it to my attention.
G: *looking really smug now* So I can get it together with my Wife's check now.
M: Of course Sir I'll make sure you get this with your Wife's check. You have a good day now.
G: *starts walking away and then stops to look back at me* Oh..uh..could I get them now?
M: Of course not, it's only the first and this says the third on it. Again thanks for bringing this error to my attention. Only way to make things get fixed. *turns to head back to the truck*
G: But... *suddenly looks defeated*
Yes he did get his check and his wife's check the next day. Still a day early but at least I made sure they were delivered TOGETHER.
Give me my check! Even tho it doesn't have my name on it
Bit more backstory on this one, chick lives with Mom and her daughter in these homes that are run by HUD. Chick knew a month before they were moving that they were well...moving to another apartment in the same complex. Grandma (chicks Mom) puts in a change of address. Chick doesn't notify the State of *state* (I'm sure most of you know what state but still) that she is moving in a month or less. This I can understand because she wants to make sure she gets the check. However this move happened when I was gone a couple days and had no idea it was even happening so I delivered the check to the old residence. The girl got it, moved, and all should be good right?
Nope two months ago, me still in the dark of the move, deliver to the old address. New resident hands the check over to the girl and tells her to make sure she gets the address changed and to let me know since she works when I drop off the mail. Chick assures that she has told me.
Last month, just met the new tennants after dropping off the check. They inform me of the good last names and that the old tennant was supposed to tell me about the move. Nope never heard about it.
This month, I don't deliver the check because hey I'm no longer in the dark. Guy cmes up to me all smiles, "Hey you got a check for *name*?"
M: Yup.
G: Oh well I can give it to her.
M: Nope.
G: But it's my Baby's Momma Momma.
M: Nope.
G: I'll go get her.
M: *shrugs*
So he goes and gets her and she catches up to me after I'm walking out of the leasing office.
C: So uh, my boy says you gots my check.
M: And you are?
C: *different name*
M: Nope.
C: Well it comes in my Momma's name. She lives over there. *points*
M: Not the address on the check.
C: Well I need the check.
M: Nope.
C: You HAVE to give me the check.
M: Nope.
C: Look I'll go get my Momma.
M: Won't do you any good. I'm not going to hand it over, it's addressed to one address. The persons whose name is on the check does not live at that address. Hence it will be sent through the forwarding system. If it comes back with the new address you'll give it in about three days. If it comes back with no forwarding on file it will be returned to State of *State*.
C: My Momma put in a change.
M: Then you should see it in three to four days.
C: Why are you being such a *name name name*
M: Have I called you anything?
C: What ever you *name* *name* *name* piece of *name*
M: *stares blankly until she decides to wander off still calling me several choice words*
Did it stop there? Nope...girl and boyfriend came out to walk behind me through the last part of the apartment complex where I have to go between buildings and away from windows to get to the boxes. Very poorly designed place. One of the residents walked with me...both the boy toy and his babys Momma decided they didn't want to mess with him so I got left alone. I hope they leave my relief person alone till I get back...I left him a note but still...
But the OTHER guy was here at...
Look I don't care when your old carrier got to your house. The route was changed and your not in the same spot. Not every one can be fricken first on the route. I'm sorry you went from a 10am to 3pm delivery but I'm not going to jump the fricken route just for you. It would slow me down even more. That and the seniors who are first on my route would probably do me more harm then you ever could.
We're not doing anything!
I hadn't asked but now that you mention it...tell me thats oregano and we can both be on our ways.
Mail slot =/= Mail slot cover
Really? Just...really?
Couple told me they were putting in a new door with a new mail slot in it. I was...happy? The old slot had already cut my finger once and I had started leaving the mail in the old milk box that was hooked onto the house. Things were great and then the new door came in. It was installed and the first day I went to use it noticed something very wrong. The cover was a NICE three inches thick with only a foot in width. Perfect size for magazines to go in nicely. The slot itself? Not even wide enough for one letter.
I went back to putting the mail in the milk box. On Thursday the wife was putting stick on letter on the door of the box. She apologized for husband's stupidity, it's now his job to check for mail in the new mail box that was the milk box. I luvs her.
CHEW TOY
Someone asked me quite awhile ago if I had ever had the dogs chew the mail. Well up to that point I hadn't but...now I do. Roommates got a new dog, he is a adorable thing who luves to get scritches. Except there is one tinsy little problem. The mail coming through the slot scares him. I try to do it quietly since I know this now but every so often he hears it and comes in to just bark at the new mail laying on the floor.
Last Wednesday was a bit different, unknown to me the puppy was laying in a sun patch where the mail usually falls. I drop the mail through and all of a sudden hear barking, growling, and paper tearing....wait paper tearing? Head back to the door and take a peek through the window, oh dear. A magazine had fallen on the puppy and in his vengence was shreadding it. Now this isn't a magazine you can just buy anywhere (at least no where I've seen) and now here it is laying in chewed up shreaded pieces. I think thats going to be the end of the puppy laying on the porch when no one is home. At least he wasn't out Thursday and I heard him behind a door barking cause the mail trap...I mean flap snapped closed loudly.
Ah well for stories over the last week this is getting kinda long and I haven't even gotten to the horrible way one of my managers handled something. But it's time for breakfast and since the puppies know I'm home they want gooshy styled food.
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