'Stupid' has just reached a new level, and it's called Australia Post
Just a quick tip for the dick-head who delivers my mail:
If there is a lock on a mail-box there is a reason. It's usually because someone has been nicking stuff. Therefore folding a parcel, shoving it into the opening and leaving it half hanging out rather defeats the purpose of having the lock in the first place.
That's why they have parcel delivery notices. So you have an option for parcels that cannot be left in the mailbox. It's a little blue card that tells the householder that they need to go to the parcel depot to pick an item up. I know that you're aware of these things because you left one for another parcel at the same time you forcibly shoved the other item half into my mail-box.
And most importantly, if you need to bend the parcel to fit it in and it doesn't bend DON'T FORCE THE FUCKING THING. The DVD I ordered online is now utterly useless as the entire package with the DVD inside was bent in half you fucking moron.
Seriously. Are they now hiring out of the sheltered workshop? How fucking dumb do you have to be to break a package to force it into a mailbox and think you're doing your job adequately?
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The ironic thing is that the only reason I have a lock on my mail-box is because I thought a parcel had gone missing late last year. Turns out it had just been in Australia Post limbo for three months before it finally got delivered to me. So an Aussie Post fuck-up was indirectly responsible for this fuck-up too! I will definitely be pointed that out to them when I complain on Monday!
gunderson bee: Haha. I just re-read my post wondering how often I used 'parcel' and how often 'package'. I don't think I've ever used the word parcel at one time so much in my life! I just checked my little blue card and I am hugely disappointed that it refers to a 'postal item' instead. Pfft. Who on earth calls it a 'postal item' in everyday speech?
My local postie can't read. He keeps sending me mail that belongs to someone with the same house number but whose street is the one adjacent to mine. I've had to do his damn job on two occasions in the recent past. And my mail has gone to the chap's house whose mail I've received by mistake!
Standards have gone to the dogs!
Because I lived on the corner of Teal St and the Princes Highway, Aussie Post never bought the (erm) postal item on the mail run. No matter if it was just a CD. Even though she uses a car. My next door neighbour, in Teal St, has his delivered no problem. To add insult to injury, if you got to the Post Office before the mail run was finished you were told the item had not arrived yet.
Sounded to me like the Postie kept them in the car but didn't try to deliver. We defeated the problem by addressing stuff to the neighbor. A pain in the backside all the same.
My first reaction, is why? they are called parcels! ;)
Q please for EvilWombatQueen: Do you called the government delivery people when they are not behaving as fucking morons,"posties?" To my ear it doesn't sound very Australian. I know some English do, though. And Eastern Canadians. Haven't heard it once from an American.
The guy that broke your CD was a real twat. He had to know what he was doing. It takes effort to snap a CD!
And yes, you can hardly bend a DVD in half by accident. That takes a lot of bloody effort. That's what's got me so pissed off about this! If it had been an accidental thing, like bending a piece of cardboard, I wouldn't be quite so furious.
Sounds like I'm not the only one suffering from the low standards of Australia Post. The complaint process could be very entertaining if their incompetence is this widespread. Watch this space for an update on Monday!
And yes, we in Australia do often call them posties. We like to abbreviate everything!
Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night nor intelligence stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds,"
I had a carrier who was so fond of the notices that he kept dropping them off without even attempting to deliver the package to me. Which I know because I was always home when the notices arrived (so I could have rec'd the package - but I wouldn't find the notices till after the bastard was gone).
lost-anjel: The worst thing? It was the Babylon 5: Lost Tales DVD they destroyed. The bloody philistines!
So while the delivery personnel are a bunch of numpties at least the counter staff can do their job well.
I must fess up here and declare I used to work for Telstra before they started playing with the ownership. It was quite fun but some folk didn't know how to take me. I talked a few miserable bastards into going to new careers.
I said to a few of them "What would you rather be doing?" One went off to persue a career in photography. Another went off to work as an Electrician. I hope things worked out for them but they were upsetting the rest of my staff so I had to do something. (You couldn't sack them in those days.)
Worse case I remember was a phone call from an exchange on the Gold Coast (Queensland). The bloke said one of your guys dropped in his tool box here. Do you want it sent back? It turned out he had wandered interstate and not bothered resigning. He'd been gone 3 or 4 months and still drawing a pay packet!!
Luckily most folk had honorable intentions.
He'd been gone 3 or 4 months and still drawing a pay packet!!
Unbelievable. I don't know how some people live with themselves....