Postal Service Fuckups

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JosephStalin

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These days, the US Postal Service is not covering itself with glory.

Several weeks ago mailed something Priority Mail Express, guaranteed delivery, nearly $36. Item got there one day late. Amazingly, the Postal Service immediately approved my refund request and mailed me a check, which just as amazingly, got here quickly.

Mailed a book on 20 January to Illinois, using Media Mail. Discounted way to mail books/DVDs/CDs/other media.

Left our post office on the 20th. Got to San Jose the next day. Book went to Los Angeles the next day, spent ten days there. Guess it was enjoying the beaches, maybe went to Beverly Hills, had a good time.

On the 31st book went to San Francisco, guess it wanted a change of scenery. Apparently book got bored and went back to Los Angeles on 1 February. Last I know the book supposedly departed Los Angeles last night, destination unknown. Will it go back to San Francisco? Will it go to San Jose? Will it come back here? Will it ever get to Illinois? Will the book just say "fuck it" and go off on its' own? Have no clue.

Then the US Postal Service complains it is losing money. Sure is easy to see why.

Please feel free to add your own Postal Service, of any country's, fuckups.
 
just use stamps.com

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I've had good and bad experiences with every carrier. As much as I hate government, I can't say I have had a really horrible experience with USPS that sticks out in my mind. I did have an eBay package bounce between the same sorting facilities in Chicago and St. Louis for like five weeks, but that eventually became funny.

In my area FedEx is markedly better than UPS, but before I moved here it was the exact opposite.
 
If my mail carrier can physically force something into my mailbox, then it goes in my mailbox. My front door isn't that far. I would rather they just yeet it at my porch from the mailbox rather than cram it in there like a frustrated gorilla. There's no way it could get as damaged as most of the shit I find in that box. I won't miss that asshole at all.
 
I sent a package before XMas that is apparently, somehow, still on its way, despite being a priority mail package. They told me I couldn't get my money back until it was officially "missing".

If my mail carrier can physically force something into my mailbox, then it goes in my mailbox. My front door isn't that far. I would rather they just yeet it at my porch from the mailbox rather than cram it in there like a frustrated gorilla. There's no way it could get as damaged as most of the shit I find in that box. I won't miss that asshole at all.

My mail carrier is famous for that. After a number of years they actually managed to break the post the mailbox was screwed into. Did they tell me? Did they offer to fix it? No. They stuck a note in the mailbox, now on its side, in the street, that said. "Fix your mailbox or we won't deliver any more mail to you".
 
Niggers.

Last time I visited a post office in the US, all it was missing was lip plates and tiki torches. It was blacker than darkest Africa in there.

Also, niggers steal shinies or suspected shinies whenever they get the chance. Thinking that a monkey will stop doing what a monkey always does just because someone put them in a post office uniform is laughably naive.

But niggers don’t steal books, so Uncle Joe’s stuff is probably safe.
 
My mail carrier is famous for that. After a number of years they actually managed to break the post the mailbox was screwed into. Did they tell me? Did they offer to fix it? No. They stuck a note in the mailbox, now on its side, in the street, that said. "Fix your mailbox or we won't deliver any more mail to you".
Yeah, my local post office must just be the place where they send all the fuckups around here. I'm not a person who complains easily in my personal life (I spend all day being the bad guy at work.) but I've had to file at least 4 or 5 complaints over the last 8 years.
 
All the fuckups in America must be sent to Chicago's post offices/distribution centers, then. Ordered something off fleabay on Jan 2nd. Shipped on the 4th with 2-day Priority Mail from a suburb town outside Chicago. Went from the distro center to a post office in the most literal downtown block of Chiraq possible. Labeled 'missent' and sent back to distro. Sent to that same post office again, labeled missent and back to the distro. Back and forth a few more times until it just...quit updating tracking, around the 12th. Last week, after 2 solid weeks of silence, I submitted a 'lost package' claim. Everything went quiet again, until it showed up at my doorstep on monday, looking like it had never even been touched by human hands, followed by an email saying "yeah we noticed it got delivered so we're cancelling the search".

Now, I live in the southeastern US, so why the hell it was going to a PO in Chicago is beyond me. Surely their computer system couldn't have fucked this up, with the millions of parcels they handle, that thing has to be foolproof or shit like this would completely destroy them within weeks. Especially considering they scan packages every time they move, and those scans tell them where to send it, I cannot even fathom how they managed to fuck this up for nearly a month.
 
When I very briefly worked for the Post Office a few years ago, they openly bragged about how they were self-supporting and hadn't accepted government money since the early 1970s for anything.

Dealing with their union was miserable. There was a rule the union had implemented that, if any one full-time worker was called to work during the holidays, all temporary holiday employees would be called in to work at the same time, for the full duration of the shift which was 12 hours a day, seven days a week during the holidays (a period from roughly November 23rd to January 3rd). Even if there was no work to do. We also weren't allowed to be given other work either, as work on certain machines was "reserved" for full employees. Never mind the fact that this work would always be there and always be available, it was just restricted to us to give us a hard time because the temp workers were percieved as a "threat" to the full employees, because we would do the same work for less, supposedly. They were also required by the union to have full-time workers come in to work so temp employees couldn't "steal" their jobs, effectively ensuing the building would be overstaffed at any given moment during the holidays.

Funnily enough, during training I and the other recruits were informed that the union would send someone by in order to try and recruit us, but no representative ever came along, and the only guy I knew from the training class who I kept up with asked about it several times (he was sold on the idea) and never received any response. If anyone there could have used a union, it was us temp employees getting the shit end of the stick because of their retarded regulations, but of course that didn't happen.

Another fun experience I had in person was seeing plasticine mail holders, that is, large flexible plastic bins that are used to haul between 20-70 pounds of mail at a time, stacked willy nilly all over the place. At one point there was a pallet of unused mail holders that had been neatly stacked right below the building's fusebox, just barely not reaching high enough to be level with it. The exact composition of these carriers was a very light flexible plastic and on the inside they were corrugated like a cardboard box. I'm pretty sure if one were to catch on fire it would instantly melt into a puddle of napalm and set fire to just about anything nearby. Which as you can imagine would be 1. mail, 2. packages, 3. the wooden pallet it was resting on, 4. the rest of the fucking bins it was stacked on top of and surrounded by or 5. any unfortunate dust-covered employee who happened to be walking by at the time.

Postal regulations state that you are not to mail any physical object in a regular envelope that is not made of paper and/or a card. You know, don't try to mail and letter that doesn't contain a letter. Apparently this did not apply to whatever advertising agencies had a deal with USPS, as one of them, a charity ("charity"), came up with the gimmick of putting a bit of small change in the envelope to entice people to open it and guilt them into donating. The reason for the rule is that anything, any kind of unyielding object can easily jam up the sorting machines and create massive clogs, cause the machine to slip a belt, or play havoc with the equipment in any number of ways. Which happened a lot, because we had lots of bins of that worthless junk to sort through. They also fed into the machines like shit and stacked unevenly in their holders because of the coins bulging out of the envelopes.

At least I didn't work in package handling. Those guys had to pull mandatory 14 hour workdays over the holiday season due to Amazon's parasitic relationship with the USPS, and the warehouse floor was over its stated capacity and a great deal over its mandatory safety capacity as the pallets of packages were stacked almost tightly against each other. One of my fellow slaves remarked that the entire room would go if you struck a match in there. Package handlers also had the option of pulling 16 hour shifts, which you weren't required to do supposedly, but I figure you could kiss your ass goodbye if you didn't pull them.

I ultimately quit the job because I couldn't hack it, and for awhile wondered if that was really the right choice or if I just caved in too easily.

Less than a year into COVID they needed a government bailout. After apparently not needing government money since the 70s.
 
I've watched as a giant box fell out of the USPS truck's back end right in front of my home. I was kinda curious what was in there but decided just to move the box out of the road.
It was surprisingly heavy. My friend called me a retard for not pilfering whatever was inside but I'm not a nigger unfortunately and it was marked for a totally different address.
 
I've watched as a giant box fell out of the USPS truck's back end right in front of my home. I was kinda curious what was in there but decided just to move the box out of the road.
It was surprisingly heavy. My friend called me a retard for not pilfering whatever was inside but I'm not a nigger unfortunately and it was marked for a totally different address.
It literally "fell off a truck" and you didn't take it? What ever happened to it?
 
I have to go pick up any package over 20lbs from my local post office because the old lady that delivers the mail isn't able to lift heavy boxes.

I feel like that qualifies as an ADA issue and maybe they should find her a job elsewhere since she can't manage the intrinsic duties of her job, but...
 
When I very briefly worked for the Post Office a few years ago, they openly bragged about how they were self-supporting and hadn't accepted government money since the early 1970s for anything.

Dealing with their union was miserable. There was a rule the union had implemented that, if any one full-time worker was called to work during the holidays, all temporary holiday employees would be called in to work at the same time, for the full duration of the shift which was 12 hours a day, seven days a week during the holidays (a period from roughly November 23rd to January 3rd). Even if there was no work to do. We also weren't allowed to be given other work either, as work on certain machines was "reserved" for full employees. Never mind the fact that this work would always be there and always be available, it was just restricted to us to give us a hard time because the temp workers were percieved as a "threat" to the full employees, because we would do the same work for less, supposedly. They were also required by the union to have full-time workers come in to work so temp employees couldn't "steal" their jobs, effectively ensuing the building would be overstaffed at any given moment during the holidays.

Funnily enough, during training I and the other recruits were informed that the union would send someone by in order to try and recruit us, but no representative ever came along, and the only guy I knew from the training class who I kept up with asked about it several times (he was sold on the idea) and never received any response. If anyone there could have used a union, it was us temp employees getting the shit end of the stick because of their retarded regulations, but of course that didn't happen.

Another fun experience I had in person was seeing plasticine mail holders, that is, large flexible plastic bins that are used to haul between 20-70 pounds of mail at a time, stacked willy nilly all over the place. At one point there was a pallet of unused mail holders that had been neatly stacked right below the building's fusebox, just barely not reaching high enough to be level with it. The exact composition of these carriers was a very light flexible plastic and on the inside they were corrugated like a cardboard box. I'm pretty sure if one were to catch on fire it would instantly melt into a puddle of napalm and set fire to just about anything nearby. Which as you can imagine would be 1. mail, 2. packages, 3. the wooden pallet it was resting on, 4. the rest of the fucking bins it was stacked on top of and surrounded by or 5. any unfortunate dust-covered employee who happened to be walking by at the time.

Postal regulations state that you are not to mail any physical object in a regular envelope that is not made of paper and/or a card. You know, don't try to mail and letter that doesn't contain a letter. Apparently this did not apply to whatever advertising agencies had a deal with USPS, as one of them, a charity ("charity"), came up with the gimmick of putting a bit of small change in the envelope to entice people to open it and guilt them into donating. The reason for the rule is that anything, any kind of unyielding object can easily jam up the sorting machines and create massive clogs, cause the machine to slip a belt, or play havoc with the equipment in any number of ways. Which happened a lot, because we had lots of bins of that worthless junk to sort through. They also fed into the machines like shit and stacked unevenly in their holders because of the coins bulging out of the envelopes.

At least I didn't work in package handling. Those guys had to pull mandatory 14 hour workdays over the holiday season due to Amazon's parasitic relationship with the USPS, and the warehouse floor was over its stated capacity and a great deal over its mandatory safety capacity as the pallets of packages were stacked almost tightly against each other. One of my fellow slaves remarked that the entire room would go if you struck a match in there. Package handlers also had the option of pulling 16 hour shifts, which you weren't required to do supposedly, but I figure you could kiss your ass goodbye if you didn't pull them.

I ultimately quit the job because I couldn't hack it, and for awhile wondered if that was really the right choice or if I just caved in too easily.

Less than a year into COVID they needed a government bailout. After apparently not needing government money since the 70s.
The post office is like the military in that they treat you like shit. I can’t talk on the plant side of things but us carriers do bitch about the plant fucking everything up.
 
Oh boy, USPS in regards to international shipping is fucking amazing. I sold an AT&T prepaid SIM to a guy in Canada once (I assumed he was traveling to the US) and I'm convinced it never got there because it was just stuck at ISC Chicago for several weeks. He never asked for a refund or anything so I assumed he knew this would happen.

Don't ship internationally with USPS. It's a 50/50 you're going to get someone competent (like the LA or New York sorting facilities) or something completely dogshit like the turds at the ISC Chicago facility.
 
Niggers.

Last time I visited a post office in the US, all it was missing was lip plates and tiki torches. It was blacker than darkest Africa in there.

Also, niggers steal shinies or suspected shinies whenever they get the chance. Thinking that a monkey will stop doing what a monkey always does just because someone put them in a post office uniform is laughably naive.

But niggers don’t steal books, so Uncle Joe’s stuff is probably safe.
I just put books through or order them, so maybe that's why things seem fine.
 
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