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MLL67RSSS · 09-04-2013, 11:23 AM

For years we had this woman that had our route. The neighbors and I would often refer to it as "the mail roulette" since we never knew who's mail we'd find in our box. Great way to meet your neighbors though. Also had a sorting issue since a house two streets over had the same numbers so we'd often have to exchange mail. I'd get a bundle of mail rubber-banded with some of the other houses stuff in it. The old delivery guy we knew by name retired since his wife got ill, he knew about this and would always make sure the right house got the right mail. This woman that took his place could not have cared less. Every time I'd see her she'd be yakking away on her cell phone. I was waiting for some extremely time sensitive financial papers when my son was in college and feared they'd get put in the wrong box and re-sent not arriving in time. So I'm waiting for the mail and as soon as she left discovered 3 pieces for the other street. So I hopped on my bike and rode over to let her know and give them to her. She got all huffy and kept telling me "you don't have to bring it to me, just put it back in the the box!" I tried to point out to her that mail can be time sensitive and that it was HER JOB AND RESPONSIBILITY to see it gets in the proper mailbox (per postal laws you know) but she just kept at the "put it back in the box" crap.
So one day I'm out by the mailbox and the mail comes with this man driving. So I can't help but bring up a "mail roulette" conversation and mention that I was surprised she did as well as she did since she was always talking on her phone.

Him: You've seen her talking on a cell phone while delivering your mail?
Me: I can't remember ever seeing her NOT on her phone.
Him: Well it is strictly against policy, she is not supposed to talk on her cell phone AT ALL while on her route.
Me: Oh really?

Next I mentioned the sorting problem and tell him I know it is the sorters because the wrong address letters would be in the rubber-banded bundle in my mailbox.

Him: You get rubber-banded bundles of mail in you box?
Me: Yeah all the time.
Him: That is strictly against the rules, the mail is NEVER supposed to be put in the mailbox banded. The rubber-bands are supposed to be removed.
Me: Oh really!

Next thing he tells me is he's her supervisor and she's out on medical leave. So I say at least the "mail roulette" won't be running for a while and asked him how much longer we'd have to endure her "stellar service" when she returned. He said "Oh we've tried to get her to bid on another route, but she won't do it." Fortunately she wasn't on our route for much longer after she came back from leave. I guess the "mail roulette" game is happening in a different neighborhood now.

09-04-2013, 11:23 AM	#11
MLL67RSSS Account Suspended Drives: car Join Date: May 2008 Location: location Posts: 1,569	For years we had this woman that had our route. The neighbors and I would often refer to it as "the mail roulette" since we never knew who's mail we'd find in our box. Great way to meet your neighbors though. Also had a sorting issue since a house two streets over had the same numbers so we'd often have to exchange mail. I'd get a bundle of mail rubber-banded with some of the other houses stuff in it. The old delivery guy we knew by name retired since his wife got ill, he knew about this and would always make sure the right house got the right mail. This woman that took his place could not have cared less. Every time I'd see her she'd be yakking away on her cell phone. I was waiting for some extremely time sensitive financial papers when my son was in college and feared they'd get put in the wrong box and re-sent not arriving in time. So I'm waiting for the mail and as soon as she left discovered 3 pieces for the other street. So I hopped on my bike and rode over to let her know and give them to her. She got all huffy and kept telling me "you don't have to bring it to me, just put it back in the the box!" I tried to point out to her that mail can be time sensitive and that it was HER JOB AND RESPONSIBILITY to see it gets in the proper mailbox (per postal laws you know) but she just kept at the "put it back in the box" crap. So one day I'm out by the mailbox and the mail comes with this man driving. So I can't help but bring up a "mail roulette" conversation and mention that I was surprised she did as well as she did since she was always talking on her phone. Him: You've seen her talking on a cell phone while delivering your mail? Me: I can't remember ever seeing her NOT on her phone. Him: Well it is strictly against policy, she is not supposed to talk on her cell phone AT ALL while on her route. Me: Oh really? Next I mentioned the sorting problem and tell him I know it is the sorters because the wrong address letters would be in the rubber-banded bundle in my mailbox. Him: You get rubber-banded bundles of mail in you box? Me: Yeah all the time. Him: That is strictly against the rules, the mail is NEVER supposed to be put in the mailbox banded. The rubber-bands are supposed to be removed. Me: Oh really! Next thing he tells me is he's her supervisor and she's out on medical leave. So I say at least the "mail roulette" won't be running for a while and asked him how much longer we'd have to endure her "stellar service" when she returned. He said "Oh we've tried to get her to bid on another route, but she won't do it." Fortunately she wasn't on our route for much longer after she came back from leave. I guess the "mail roulette" game is happening in a different neighborhood now.