Here is background.
Canada post, due to their cost cutting measures in the 80s decided that door-door mail was too expensive, so they decided in their wisdom to use “superboxes” for new developments instead of door-door service. Basically, just “superboxes” are just mailboxes every block or two where every homeowner has a compartment that their mail goes into. So, home owners have to walk a block to get their mail everyday. No problem. Exercise is good anyhow.
In March, Mrs. Bernse and I moved into a new home we got built. BRAND NEW. 6 months earlier it was a vacant lot. In other words, we shouldn’t be getting anyone elses mail.
So, imagine our suprise in March when I took the mail home one day and starting opening the letters and I opened a bill for another person… at another address. Shit. I felt badly. In retrospect, I should have made sure it was addressed to me, but oh well… Why would I get anyone elses mail?
I took it over to the rightful homeowner (that lives on 88C street, I live on 88A street) and apologized. They were cool with it, as they handed me a letter of mine that they recieved in their mailbox. <sigh>.
So, what happened is this. I receieved mail that was addressed to someone else, and they received mail addressed to me. Our addresses are similar. Accidents happen. I let it slide.
1 week later, the EXACT SAME THING happens. I opened my mailbox and their were 2 letters in it for the house a block over. Once again, it was addressed properly but for some unknown reason the posal carrier decided I should pay the bills from this other house or something. :rolleyes: . I delivered them to the house a block away… again. Luckilly, they didn’t have any of my mail. I let it slide again.
(FYI - I know I could have put it back in the mail with a “delivered to wrong address” written on it, but they looked like bills and I didn’t want them to get to the neighbor late, through no fault of their own).
Another week or so after that, I was suprised to see a Time magazine in my mailbox. I don’t subscribe to Time. It was addressed to 88C Street. SAME FUCKING THING AGAIN. This time, I thought enough is enough. I went to my local Canada Post outlet and explained the situation. I said -
“I live in 88A Street. This person (I showed her the Mag) lives on 88C Street. I receive their mail almost every week. It is addressed correctly. The carrier is delivering it incorrectly. I know they are similar addresses but this is the kind of thing a carrier should look at <the address>.”
She was very apologitic and appeared concerned. She said “I am so sorry this has happened. There is no excuse for it. I’ll talk to their supervisor.”
Thanks very much I say and walk away. Situation solved. I treat myself to an ice cream cone.
2 weeks later… guess what. SOME FUCKING THING AGAIN. Mail is addressed properly but the dumb fuck decides its better in my box then the proper owner. 2 pieces this time, and once again, it looks like bills. FUCK. I am starting to get pissed off. On my lunch, I go to the main mail sorting plant that the drivers are based out of. I wait in line at the desk. The lady behind the counter seems really bitchy and chews out the lady ahead of me for some reason. “Great” I think. My turn. I give her the background info, including going to the other postal outlet a couple of weeks back. I kept the letters that were delivered to me in error to show her.
The “bitch” turned out to be very nice to me and apologized. She wrote down our info. She said she would speak to the “supervisor”. I mentioned the other lady said she would too, but it still happened. She responded that there is no excuse for this ongoing mistake and she will follow up with the “supervisor” to make sure its looked after.
Fine, once again what else can I do. So, I leave and on my way home deliver the mail to the neighbor a block over. She shakes her head and thanks me again. I tell her that she may want to complain too, as it might be better if someone else does it. She said when she recieves someone elses mail again, she sure will. Good.
The very next day I get more mail for the other person again <sigh>. I don’t report it as maybe the delivery assclown didn’t get spoken too yet. So I deliver it to the person AGAIN. The following 2 weeks or so were OK, but I did get one or two more in June while we were on Holidays. I didn’t report it though as we were gone for two weeks and I don’t know when exactly it happened. It was however smooth sailing after we got back from Holidays. I thought it was solved.
Yesterday, I go get my mail. Whats this? A Time magazine. FUCK. For the love of Christ - FUCK. What else can I do? I am seriously tempted to wait by the mailbox for the mail delivery moron deliver, but I don’t want to risk getting pissed off and tearing a strip off them (which I may do if I lose my temper) but I don’t know what else to do.
So, WHAT THE FUCK ELSE CAN I DO? I’ve taken time out of my workday to try to clear this up to no fucking avail. I’ve gone down in PERSON and explained the situation to Canada Post personel. I’ve wasted MY TIME and MY FUEL because of this walking eggplant. I’ve been understanding and courteous, to no fucking avail. WHAT ELSE CAN I DO? Put a bomb in the mailbox so when the dumb fuck picks up the mail it kills them so I can then get a new carrier that can hopefully fucking READ A FUCKING ADDRESS? WHAT???
GAHHH!!!
[sub]FYI - I am not serious about killing the letter carrier[/sub]