(not my picture but the only picture of damaged mail I could quickly find on google images)The Postman does hate me. How do I know? In the past few weeks I've shipped three packages to Florida (from where I am in the soggy Northwest) and all three times they've come back return to sender because the post office apparently can't find the address. This leads me to believe it's one of three things:
- 1. People in Florida don't know their own mailing address (which seems unlikely as when I resend the package it gets there without a problem).
- The Florida postoffice is exceptionally inept (a decent possibility)
- My postman hates me (I think this is the most likely)
What's worse is that I swear it looks like the packages have been literally kicked the entire way to florida and back. This means that I have to not only call up the retailers to confirm their address (and yes, in all three cases the one on the box was the right address), but I have to repackage the entire order which takes a ton of time not to mention the fact that there are always a few packages I simply can't reuse. Then repackage in a mailing box (since the previous mailing box is a disaster - more money out of pocket) and lastly reship the entire thing at my cost.
Why my cost? Well I figure I can't hold the retailer accountable for the fact that my postman hates me so in the vein of providing good customer service I cover the cost of reshipping the packages. So there's a good $20 that cuts into my profits (we ship Priority Mail on everything).
So yes, I'm pretty sure my postman does actually hate me. Do you think leaving him a holiday tip will help ease his feelings of illwill?
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