This must be why Newman didn’t deliver when it was raining (OK, you non-Yanks might not get that).
I’ve never understood why so many people bitch about the mail either. Next time tell her to come down the main office to get her warm and dry mail. In fact, tell her that her mail will always be there waiting for her, just in case it rains unexpectedly.
I just think it’s great that there are still people called Mervyn in the world (see OP). I though that name had died out with Mervyn Day, the 1970s West Ham goalkeeper, but apparently not. Hurrah!
I thought, typo fans
I just throw it in the microwave for 15 seconds or so. Good as new, no need to complain.
My mailbox leaks; my mail is always wet when it rains.
Should I leave a bag of Hershey’s Kisses or Peanut Butter Cuplets or something in my mailbox as a holiday thank you for my carrier? All o’ y’all who deliver the mail, would that be appreciated?
Yup.
There were some people that used to leave cash, but honestly my very favorite was the lady that used to be at the door of her appartment with a cup of cocoa on nasty days, and the mounted route ( sit in truck deliver mail out the window) I occasionaly delivered that used to leave a coke in the mail box on days it was over 90 degrees. Those trucks sure do hold heat in the summer and cold in the winter.
I hit post too soon.
The thoughtfulness of some people really astounded me sometimes, and there were mostly more thoughtful people than the nasty ones. The trick was to remember that when you ran into the assholes.
I live in one of those housing developments that has a big stack-o-mailboxes at the end of my cul-de-sac. I have to trudge through the rain for the equivalent of a block to get my mail. People who have mail delivered to their door have no room to complain!
It raines everyday in England, no?
My husband says that just about anything would be greatly appreciated. The only time he’s not cared for some kind of Christmas gift/tip was when he got a dollar or two stuffed into an unsigned card - he said a signed card with no money would have been far preferable, as it would have shown more thought and caring. He said he’d like the candy.
A postman appreciates the thought no matter what you leave.
Here in England cash is 90% the gift and last year I made over £800 which is around $1000. [I think]
On top of that there were umpteen bottles of wine, a few whisky, rum, vodka etc as well as tins of biscuits, gift selections of cheese.
I do quite well really but I don’t reckon Agnes Asshole will be handing out any prezzies to me.
Small hijack.
She’s lucky to have mail delivery to bitch about. We don’t. We have to go to the PO to get our mail. We live in a small town and the PO goes by some age old rule that if one lives within a 1/4 mile of the PO one can walk or ride their horse there.
So they folks up the street have mail delivery and we don’t. The fucking mail jeep drives by our place and stops at theirs.
Not every day, a couple of weeks ago it snowed and a month before that there was this big yellow thing in the sky and it was, erm, what’s the word? Oh yes warm (ish)
We HAVE to wear standard issue uniform, nothing else is permitted.
Just recently we were issued with cycle helmet which we have to wear riding out and returning from our deliveries.
They weigh a bloody ton and are so uncomfortable you would’nt believe it
Given the “government employee” thing, I have to wonder if this practice is winked at officially: sort of a don’t-ask-don’t-tell thing where they know it happens but as long as nobody calls attention to it they don’t feel like ruining the tradition. Are there regulations for this?
Even the Unitarians?
Wow what a jerk.
I love my mail carrier. His name is Fred.
Spogga, here in Seattle, we call the yellow thing that occasionally appears in the sky “that big burney thing.”
I saw one of those on Teletubbies once. Scared the shit out of me.
Lol. Nice. You strike me as a person of good humor and spirit.