So, readers familiar with our forums will already know that I’ve had a bit of a saga over trying to get my freaking official keypad. To cut a long story short, I ordered it from Play. Then I discovered that it wasn’t going to be sent by them so I ordered one from Game which was sent on Tuesday and still hadn’t arrived by yesterday evening. Anyway, I also ordered a couple of 360 games from ShopTo for a vague relative playing Santa. That was yesterday and to their credit, ShopTo have got the games to me the next day (even though I’m in Northern Ireland).
Unfortunately, my postman is a nob.
When you have parcels to sign for they knock on your door right? Ask you to sign a little thingy and hand over the goods? Not if you’re my postman, you just put a stupid little red card through the door that says “I wasn’t in when you tried to deliver the thing”. Like it was my fault. You then wave at me through the door (I’m not making this up, he was fecking teasing me) and then bugger off to christ knows where because you’d completely friggin’ disappeared when I found the card amongst my junk mail and chased after you, you lying piece of donkey juice.
So the card says there are 3 parcels waiting for me at my local post office counter which is just up the road from me, about 5 minutes walk. Not a big deal, I put my shoes on and stomped towards the post office, reading the card as I go which tells me I need ID, so back to the house to hunt for my driving license. When I finally get to the post office, with my ID, I have to wait in a queue for about 20 bloody minutes while the two old ladies in front of me (who have absolutely no business still being alive at their age) fumble in their handbags for something pertinent to their visit to the post office and talk about bacon. Bacon! Who talks about bacon in the bleedin’ post office?!
By the time the smug-faced old trout calls me to the little window (I hate these windows, I’m not going to punch you in the face over the price of a first class stamp, you can dispense with the maximum security routine) I am incandescent with rage. I am thinking very dark thoughts about what I could do with that pen they keep chained to the desk. Take a deep breath. I present my stupid little card to the fascist bitch behind the glass who goes into the little back room for about 5 minutes and bounces all the parcels off every surface she can find. She comes back empty handed to tell me and says, hold on, I’ll quote her exact words:
“You’re too early, he’s not back yet, you’ll have to come back later”
Let’s just pull that sentence apart.
“[I'm] too early” So it’s my fault, of course it is, how dare I go about my business in a prompt and timely fashion.
“He’s not back yet” so the post man isn’t back yet? fair enough, why didn’t it tell me to leave it a few hours on the fecking card? more to the point, why did you have to go and stir the parcel room if the post man hasn’t come back yet? He has to walk past you to get in there and he wears a massive blue coat and carries a huge, bright red bag, not easy to miss.
“[I'll] have to come back later”. Splendid, I’ll just inconvenience myself because you’re all too stupid to do your job shall I? Why not. Would you like me to take a bag of mail back with me and deliver it on the way home for you too?
So anyway, after a long and purposeful stare into the eyes of the hariden at the counter I decide the best course of action is probably not to wreck the place. “What time should I come back” I say, choking back the tears of rage and trying desperately to block out the voices in my head. “I don’t know” she replies.
Now that sentence is weird enough in this context. If she doesn’t know who will? Should I just return at twenty minute intervals for the rest of the day until I strike it lucky and find my parcels? So, it was weird enough to ask that question right, but it wasn’t the words that hurt the most, it was her tone. “I don’t know” but she said it like I was a retard for asking. Like it was insulting to her that I would expect her to be able to put an approximate timeframe on the events of her working day.
“Well, should I come back at 1 O’Clock or 4 O’Clock?” I’m giving them plenty of scope, the place closes at 5 so I couldn’t really come back much later than that could I?
“I don’t know” Those words again. Should I just pull her through the security window and kick her to death? would that be easier?
I stare at her, for what feels like an hour and a half. I’ve made a decision: I’m not moving or saying another word until she volunteers more information. Still staring, this is getting a bit uncomfortable now, I feel like I might be slowly turning to stone. Finally! She shapes her mouth to speak, a bead of sweat forms on my top lip and I lean forward in anticipation of her insight into the modern workings of the postal system.
“We have no control over them”
I nearly cried.
Without saying another word I picked up my card, turned on my heels and walked swiftly from the shop. They have CCTV in there you know, and I couldn’t be sure I’d remain at liberty if I’d pressed the issue any further. So now I’ve spent £80 in internet purchases and I’ve got a little red card and a smug post man to show for it. The worst part is I’ve got to go back to that post office at some as yet undecided point this afternoon to retrieve my parcels and I just know it will be the same evil witch that calls me to her maximum security booth.
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06/12/2008 at 10:09
TSA Points: 9
Totally agree, the Royal Mail is a farce. If they provided a good service, i.e. delivered way before 9 so you could get your parcels before leaving for work we wouldn’t have this problem. The situation is made worse with the fact that, because we know they’re theiving gits (my pre-ordered copy of LBP mysteriously never came), we have to send things recorded which, in conjunction with the provious statement, means you come home to a little red card which for most of us means a trip to the city centre, parking costs and a cretin who tells us “it’s not back yet” even though you waited whatever length of time that was on the card. (breathes) Rant over.
Not a fan of privatisation generally but this one might be the exception…
Your Mail comes before 9 oclock?! Mine only gets here at 2!!!
No, he said it would be a good service if it arrived way before 9 (am). Not that his does. Though there was that one time….
06/12/2008 at 10:14
TSA Points: N/A
Who knew a story about a Post Office could be so hilarious!?
06/12/2008 at 10:27
TSA Points: 22
you should mock the post man next time he delivers. maybe by attaching a little tranqualizer dart gun to the inside of the letterbox.
then when he delivers the mail (or pretends to like most of the plebs we call posties) it renders him unconcious and leaves him vulnerable to some incredibly sordid prank (i say prank loosely as what follows would earn me jail time for sure!).
i for one would be inclined to set up a fake interrogation chamber with sounds of the inbred workers of the post office playing on a loop all whilst he is sat infront of a tv playing the post office adverts over and over again, whilst making him chew on the junk mail he keeps dissposing of at my house.
after he is firmly numb to the world i would then start asking as to the location of my damn parcels.
i would end the session with laughter and bring out the cameras and say “you sir have been mocked!!” and pretend it was for mtv so i didnt get arressted or nowt.
or i would do none of the above and just spend some of my life force breathing in infected air at the post office.
06/12/2008 at 11:07
TSA Points: 0
“Finally! She shapes her mouth to speak, a bead of sweat forms on my top lip and I lean forward in anticipation of her insight into the modern workings of the postal system.
“We have no control over them”
I nearly cried.”
…Priceless (great writing, laught my ass off while getting mad at the same time)
06/12/2008 at 11:19
TSA Points: 1047
Quality, Even on the second read
For some reason it seemed even better on the second read.
That’ll be nofi and his editing skills.
Oh no, anything but Nofi’s editing…
Funniest thing ever, CB.
06/12/2008 at 11:50
TSA Points: 22
Teenagers..
Like it has anything to do with how the post office operates anywhere in the world.
The same stuff happens here and happens to people around the world every day.
You’re not home when the mail arrives, not their fault. You go to the post office before the mailman finished his route, not their fault.
If I had to rant like that every time this happened, my blog would be pretty filled right now.
Fortunately I know most of my mailman’s route. So I can either catch up if I’m early or drop by the office when his route is over.
Whats happening to this place? I came here because its a very cool PS3 site. These days its all rants, cross posted stories and inside jokes.
I’ve never read your blog but I have a feeling that if it isn’t filled with stuff like this I’d only be disappointed.
Seriously, The PS3 news is still here, we have in-jokes because we are a community, you’re invited to join in if you can muster a sense of humour.
I like that you think I’m a teenager though, I’d like to be a teenager again, the girls were all fitter then…
@Vayner: “You’re not home when the mail arrives, not their fault.”
Did you even read the post?
Apparently not. Though he might have just missed the bit that says, “You then wave at me though the door (i’m not making this up he was fecking teasing me) …. you lying piece of donkey juice” Para3 L3-6.
That bit didn’t make sense. Why not open the door and see what the hell is up?
And how far can a mailman really go? Unless they deliver by car, they’re just around the corner.
And yeah. Maybe its my sense of humor. It just seemed like an accurate depiction of the first time this happened to me. I didn’t find it a funny experience but it also never happened again.
You’ll find these rants in every postal forum all over the world.
This stuff literally happens every day. Even with taunts and the likes.
My bad, maybe I haven’t been visiting long enough to appreciate the inside jokes.
Anyway. Sorry for bringing up a point of view. I didn’t realize comments were exclusive to you guys.
Nicely passive-aggressive at the end there mate, you should meet my sister-in-law.
I really think you’ve missed the point. This did happen to me, every piece of this story is true and while it was happening I was mad as hell. After it had stopped happening to me I had a choice to either be annoyed and rant at a customer services telephone operator who was probably having a bad enough day as it was or write it all down in a way that would make people laugh and turn the whole sorry event into something funny and diffuse my anger.
I chose the latter because I think in the long run it is probably healthier and also more entertaining. I’m sorry you weren’t entertained, feel free to skip reading anything else I write.
1. The postman is obviously a complete nob and therefore you would not really want to open your door to him unless you have to (plus there can be the hole finding your keys thing).
2. By the time you find the card, get some clothes on and put on a pair of trainers/shoes there is a chance that they will be gone.
3. Comments are not exclusive, but I don’t see the point when you just complain about the post and the site.
4. Nobodies forcing you to read the rants (labelled under blog) or even visit this site, if you don’t like it any more there is a really simple answer. Go somewhere else.
ps i’m not being mean, i’m just trying to provide some helpful answers.
There’s a difference between you perhaps writing a blog post on this topic and this post that CB wrote. This post is meant to entertain as well as inform the readers about how the postal system is going down the chute. Your blog post would just be a boring rant that no one would want to read. Do people actually read blogs anymore? (Except high profile ones)
Naturally, i care about what CB writes considering he’s a veteran author on this site and this post is actually funny. What else is there for people to do when everything is going to shit? I’m with CB on urging you to develop a sense of humour.
As far as I can see all the PS3 news we could want is still here, and the occasional rant is often needed. If you find in jokes daunting then you can’t have been on the internet long. Head over to 4chan and your head will asplode over 9000 times.
Oh and by the way, read the article before you reply. Makes you sound less retarded.
May I suggest reading the words a little more carefully. You’ll notice how they form little groups called sentences which in turn build up to make a story. This sounds simple but your inability to grasp the facts suggest you have failed to do more than pick up a few of the words.
It’s not like there is a limit on the number of stories that can be posted and this one being here means we’ve missed some bit of PS3 news! Personally I’d rather there were amusing rants like this than days of nothing when things on the PS3 front are quiet.
Also, try on a sense of humour, you might find it fits and makes life more enjoyable
06/12/2008 at 12:12
TSA Points: 244
Do let us know what happens this afternoon!
06/12/2008 at 12:37
TSA Points: 169
Well in Shetland we have to wait an extra year for our post to come, no joke, we dont have post men just tubes like in Lost which fire the post everywhere,just at any random house, no im joking our postal service is good, just having to wait an extra day or two, and my postman is 60 year old athlete, he ran a marathon, and he looks like Rolf Harris
06/12/2008 at 12:49
TSA Points: 0
But the very cool PS3 stuff is all still here, just surrounded by mirth and a great community of fairly like-minded people. I for one continue to salute the random joy, its a useful wake up exercise for the brain when working nights!
06/12/2008 at 13:15
TSA Points: 0
I recently returned home to find the little red card, and rather than visit the sorting office to pick up my parcel I went online and arranged for redelivery 2 days later. I then arranged a days annual leave to make sure I was home to receive my parcel. Needless to say it didn’t arrive on the day had specified, so I traipsed down to the sorting office only to be informed that I couldn’t collect it, because I had requested redelivery.
When I explained that yes, I had arranged for redelivery, they told me that it was down in the book for redelivery tomorrow - when I pointed out that I wouldn’t be available tomorrow, which was why I had arranged for redelivery today, they seemed very confused. So I pointed out that if they were intending to redeliver it tomorrow, presumably it was still in the building and they could just give it to me. “Ah, no - it’s in the book for redelivery tomorrow”. Another 5 minutes of arguing, and dragging 2 more members of staff into the argument, the guy eventually walked round the corner to look for my parcel.
*LITERALLY* 30 seconds later he returned with the parcel and handed it over, from which I can only conclude that he’d already found it, but because it “was in the book for redelivery tomorrow” he’d decided that I could clearly wait.
C%&*s
This is hilarious
06/12/2008 at 13:30
TSA Points: 1
I Run operations for a delivery company & i see this stuff happen all the time
- The best being when a customer just misses the driver & somehow rushes to the local depot to collect his goods?? without thinking about:-
a)Has his daily job consisted of just my parcel?
b)don’t delivery drivers deliver between 8 & 17:30.
Of course they get to the depot Fuming they missed their del. because they got caught at a bad time,then get told the unfortunate news that the driver won’t be back at the depot, till late this evening. then come the “F” words!
Postmen however…I hate them, they always del. my goods to the wrong address,card them & then i have to pick my goods up i can’t call them because local post offices sorting depots close @ 12 (very clever) & then you have to wait till tomorrow to collect! Bah
06/12/2008 at 13:42
TSA Points: -3
A quality rant.
06/12/2008 at 14:24
TSA Points: N/A
This may anger Daily Mail readers (everything does anyway!)
The sooner all post offices are shut down the better, I wish there was an alternative so this could happen
Post Offices and the Royal Mail should be merged with BT, then they would be the most inept company ever to grace the ‘business’ world
Then ‘Royal BT should merge with Tiscali to become a god awful, inept bandwidth throttling company
06/12/2008 at 17:08
TSA Points: 0
Don’t people in EU have grandmothers to handle this?
06/12/2008 at 18:01
TSA Points: 223
I have 5 parcels due for next week, 3 from Amazon and 2 from Play. Should be fun to see how many red cards I receive.
06/12/2008 at 18:22
TSA Points: 654
We all love to hate the posties don’t we?
At least my postie doesn’t leave my parcels on my front step… he leaves them in the bin instead with a kind note “Parcel in bin.” Isn’t he lovely?
Errr, what happens if it’s bin collection day?
06/12/2008 at 18:23
TSA Points: 383
The thing lots of the ‘hater’ posts seem to be missing here is the fact that the postman didn’t even attempt to deliver the parcel, he just dropped the card and fooked off. THAT is the crux of the complaint which is exacerbated by rude and unhelpful counter staff.
When I read this I was thinking ‘ha ha, yeah royal mail sucks and this is funny and true’, some people seem to be taking it way too seriously though
06/12/2008 at 19:21
TSA Points: 169
Ive been waiting days for Midnight Club LA, and i’m gonna order a keypad soon, (are they worth it?)I wish my postman was called Pat, that would be cool
The keypads are absolutely worth it. From what I hear though, Midnight Club isn’t…
My copy of Midnight Club arrived today in the mail. I actually have a nice postman that puts the things that fits through the letterbox through the letterbox. He even comes all the way back if he finds something he didn’t put through earlier. Anyway i’ve not played it yet (only bought it cause play.com had it at £17.99, otherwise I would have waited a while).
I bought Bioshock and Saints Row 2 at that sale =)
Then you could ask if he has a cat, and what colour it is
Thanks colossalblue, I found the thesixthaxis review for Midnight Club and it got a good score of 9, plus I was never gonna buy NFS; Undercover because thats supposed to be utter tosh, and I just ordered a keypad, Midnight Club and Wipeout HD should be good to fill me in until Resistance 2 at Christmas.
Sorry mate, I was confusing NFS with Midnight Club.
NFS is rubbish, Midnight Club is supposedly good. Crisis averted.
CRISIS!!!! WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!!! Wait a minute I just didn’t read what Cb wrote properly. Silly me.
06/12/2008 at 19:40
TSA Points: 327
Ha ha, great read cb, guess what, I use to be a postman (go easy on me) The royal mail is rubbish to work for too, hence why I left, your postman must really hate you, because it made it easier for me to get rid of all my parcels, even if it meant leaving them in a safe place, with a red card through the letter box.
We used to have a brilliant postman who we gave whiskey to at Xmas but over the last year or two it’s just been a procession of illiterate numptys.
I bet he drank himself to death with that whisky you got for him. And it’s all your fault!
That’s twice in as many days that you’ve caused me to spit a beverage over my monitor, if it keeps on I’ll be sending you a cleaning bill young man!
06/12/2008 at 21:06
TSA Points: 0
You should of hunted that f*cker down, taken your packages and thrown his bike in the river :p
06/12/2008 at 22:26
TSA Points: 383
Maybe it’s like GTA and the packages are hidden
Quality.
07/12/2008 at 0:46
TSA Points: N/A
When I was looking for a job, I thought about being a postman… Its better than walking the streets
07/12/2008 at 1:41
TSA Points: 79
Here’s another interesting anecdote. Like many other people, I’m signed up with LoveFilm, who send me games now and then for me to play through, then send back at my discretion. However, I returned BioShock and low and behold, LoveFilm never got it back. So now I have to wait for a form to be sent out to me for me to fill in, otherwise I’M the one who gets charged £25 for a replacement disc, through no fault of my own I might add.
I’m surprised more lovefilm stuff doesn’t go missing, it’s hardly disguised thats its either a dvd, bd or game, or people claiming they’ve sent them back when they haven’t
at 25quid replacement cost it would be cheaper to buy one from ebay and send it them back
This is the reason I left them. I’m with SwapGame now and a game has only gone missing once. I noticed it’d been a few days since I sent it and hdn’t had the email confirmation so reported it on their site. They sent the next game in my list and contacted royal mail themselves to sort it out. All I got was a form from royal mail a few days later to sign to say I had posted it. That’s the last I heard.
Apparently they have some code in the prepay postage barcode which allows royal mail to find the last time they handled it. Since they would have scanned it in the the local depot, I was immediately confirmed as not responsible
07/12/2008 at 9:01
TSA Points: 0
Quality entertaining rant, thank you for making me chuckle.
It hit home as I had a strange delivery yesterday: what`s with the Post Office delivering a card to me stating that somebody else has not bothered to pay enough postage for a parcel? That`s MY fault and I`m liable if I actually want the un-named parcel from God knows where? On top of that I have to visit my local collection center in order to A - pay for the thing and B - pick it up. So what exactly am I paying the extra postage for if you are not delivering it? Huh?
07/12/2008 at 13:09
TSA Points: 0
Hello all. Having read this blog i decided to register so I could stick up for Royal Mail. Im a postman and have been for 7 years now, and the times we come across people that cant use common sense or read is scary! On the back of “the stupid little red card” it clearly states to leave 24 hours before collecting your item. If the postman is out delivering then how could your item possibly be back at the office and ready for collection? My second point is the one that every postman I know will back me up on, when you have parcels in your bag and have to carry them round on your back the last thing you want to do is stand at a door write out a silly red card then put the items back in your bag and carry them around with you for the rest of the delivery! The simple fact is you didnt hear him knock…..
As for the arrogance of the witch lady I cant stick up for her.
Bacon, what does everyone prefer, Smoked or normal?
08/12/2008 at 11:32
TSA Points: 25
Fuck the GPO!
Actually my current Postie, and the one in my previous house are top blokes.
If I’m not in they’ll just leave stuff with a neighbour or leave it by the front door, and on a few occasions the postie has signed recorded deliveries for me (prearranged of course). Tidy.
08/12/2008 at 14:54
TSA Points: 0
ooh to be a Gooner!
08/12/2008 at 15:56
TSA Points: 678
Just wondering if any of you have have the following happen:
You’re in your house waiting for a parcel to be delivered. Then you hear something being put through the letterbox. Now I thought it would just be another Christmas card, however I still went down the stairs to find out (narrowly missing tripping over my dog as he ran down the stairs at the same it to find out what the noice was). When I get there I find a CityLink card, confused I look on the back to find the “Collect from your local City Link depot” box checked. Now this apparently means that I had missed them attempting to deliver my parcel on two occasions, I however didn’t even know there had been a first delivery (since they never put a card though the door the first time saying they’ll attempt redelivery), never mind a second. Now at this point only about 20 seconds (if that) had passed.
I then quickly looked out of the window to see the CityLink van still there. So I went to open the door, found out that it was locked, remembered that I still had my keys in my pocket, got them out, put them in the keyhole, unlocked the door, opened the door, see the van still sitting there, leave the house and start walking over to the van, they then started to drive away, I start shouting after them, they keep driving and disappear round the corner. I eventually turn round and walk back towards the house, go inside, shut the door.
With one question still unanswered: Why didn’t he just knock the door?
12/12/2008 at 14:01
TSA Points: 80
Nice one CB, glad I’m not the only one incensed by Royal Mail’s spiralling incompetence these days. Why is it my postman can’t come before lunchtime during the week, yet bangs on my door at 6.45am on a Saturday when I’ve actually got a chance of a lie in!? I’ve had parcels left on my doorstep (stolen), in my bin, in the hedge! And when you complain, they don’t even apologise or offer compensation for the inconvenience.
And don’t get me started on CityLink DeathAvenger! They were delivering GHWT on behalf of Amazon to me on release day, so I took the day off work. When nothing had arrived by the afternoon I checked the website which said they had tried to deliver it in the morning and failed. I checked the hallway, no card to be seen, no vans had pulled up all morning. I called their customer services and after a few checks (ie “Do you have a white front door?” “No!”) it became apparent they had gone to the wrong place. The customer services person then advised me they could redeliver on Monday, the local depot number was busy and I’d have to get off their phoneline as there were other people waiting in the queue to speak to them!! Luckily I managed to speak to another less idiotic person who contacted the driver for me and got him to come back. His excuse when he finally turned up - “I went to KINGSTON Road instead of KENSINGTON Road”. An easy mistake to make for someone who’s job it is to go to the correct address, with only satellite navigation and a computerised job system to work with…
/rant over