And the "I really don't give a F*ck award" goes to:

A disgruntled postal employee?

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YOUR MAILMAN DELIVERS PACKAGES TO YOUR DOOR?!?!?!?!?!

I have NEVER had a mailman deliver packages to my door. If it’s too big for the mailbox, they leave a slip telling me I had a package, and I have to go to the post office and pick it up the next day (not the SAME DAY, because he carries the box around in his truck ALL DAMN DAY so it’s not available to me for an additional 24 hours).

Wow. Your Fed-Ex guy definitely won the contest*.
*“Winning the Contest” refers to an in joke my ex and I created, where we would get really stoned and go out on the town to run errands, etc. Usually the store clerks we would encounter would be ten times more addled, confused and slow than we were, no matter how much pot we smoked before leaving the house. We decided that each day was a contest to see who could be the most stoned, so now whenever I am confronted with extreme stupidity, I refer to that person as having “won the contest.”

Maybe your delivery man was one of those 60,000 white collar workers FedEx hires for only four months a year. This just proves that they need to hire more blue collar workers for jobs like this. :wink:

-Tofer

If I’m home my mail carrier brings my packages to my door too. If I’m not…he leaves it on my deck under the table. He always has.

All this priority shipping talk reminds me of a little story (probably better suited for a Too Stupid to Live thread, but what the heck).

Back when I was a wee working lass (around '89), I had to send an important letter via express mail, which I had never done before. Apparently, I had seen commercials, however.

So, I trotted down to the post office, waited in line, plunked the brown envelope on the counter and told the clerk I wanted to FedEx it.

“Huh?” he said.

“You know, FedEx-, Airborne-, UPS- it,” I said, having absolutely no clue they were separate companies and didn’t operate out of the post office.

“Uh, those are the other guys,” he said.

“Huh?” I said.

Not only that, but if memory serves correctly, I think I attempted to “correct” him with a superior, you-don’t-know-what-you’re-talking-about attitude. :smack:

My husband is a postal worker and regularly gets people who try to give him UPS packages to return because they don’t want the shipped item. Trust me, apparently lots of people are confused about this whole USPS vs. UPS thing.

And it doesn’t help “brand confusion” matters that these days, (IIRC) the US post offices are required to have a FedEx drop box out front.

Back in the good ol’ times the postman always rang twice…

My theory is that if only competent people had jobs, the work would get done with much fewer people and there would be much more unemployment.

The Government mandates that a certain percentage of every workforce must be incompetent to keep the economy going.

Because you’re in the Blue Bin.

I’m in the blue bin
Waiting in the blue bin
And I’m sitting here in the blue bin
Well, it’s a long, long journey
To cubical city
It’s a long, long wait
While I’m sitting in jimmies
But I know I’ll have a job some day
At least I hope and pray that I will
But today I’m in the blue bin.

Desperate apologies to the writers of Schoolhouse Rock

I order an item and ship it to my place of business. We are not open Saturdays. We are very, very large with an itty-bitty post office, which is also not open Saturdays. This should be repeatedly noticeable in the extreme. However, dear little FedEx, and only FedEx so far, insists on attempting to deliver my item every time a Saturday rolls around. Every time I open my little delivery schedule on-line and I see that FedEx has tried to deliver it on a Saturday, but oh-no the business was closed. Again….

Apparently the electorate also believes in this theory…

::applause:: :smiley:

I’m thinking this is where Dory from Finding Nemo got to once the movie was over.

Fed Ex Home Delivery delivers Tuesday-Saturday as a convienence to residential customers. Many retailers use HD by default because they see most of their shipments going to homes, and the price structure is different. Your item is being sent to your business, and there is a 20% chance it will go out for delivery on Saturday.

Yes, the business name should be repeatedly noticable. But on a manifest of 150 addresses, 5 days per week, it may get overlooked until they are on the street.

This is important- a driver does not get fully paid for a failed delivery attempt. We don’t enjoy bringing packages back to the terminal any more than you. We are responsible for meeting certain service requirements or it is directly reflected in our paycheck week to week. Not a lot of occupations are like that.

I love my job and I am proud of my company, but remember, there are knuckleheads in every line of work.

…not many people know that.

Our mail carrier leaves largish packages in a large plastic bag hanging off the mailbox. If it’s too large for the plastic bag, then he/she will carry it to the front door, but that’s pretty rare. I hate having a large, white plastic bag hanging from my mailbox announcing to everyone who passes that we have a box of valuable stuff waiting to go inside.

We have no problems with FedEx here. We don’t have a garage, so the front door is pretty much the only place to leave stuff. The UPS delivery people are GREAT, though. We got to know the first one so well that he would actually stop and chat if I saw him in the grocery store, and he remembered both our kids names. The new one (a woman) actually leaves packages under the rubber door mat if it’s raining outside when she drops it off.

Our UPS guy is very nice. He lets our dog jump in his truck and allows her to sit there thinking she is going for a ride. He brings her cookies.

My mail lady, OTOH, if I have a package that is too big for the mailbox, does a drive by in our circle drive and wings it out in the general direction of our house.

I yelled at her as she drove off for doing this and didn’t get a response. It was years later ( and still holding a grudge on it) that I discovered she is deaf.

I’m sure they are lovey people. I’m just sorry they have to keep going up there every time. I just imagine it is probably a slew of the same drivers thinking “Well, here I am again…”