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I need mail!
Dec. 1st, 2006 12:40 pmRight now I'm not liking the US Postal Service. They suck.
Instead of doing a change of address, we went with USPS "premium forwarding service" which means they hold all of our mail for a week and then send it all in one big box. Yeah, it's been three weeks and mail is still going to the Berkeley house. At least the realtor was nice enough to box everything up for us and send it our way.
Being in this apartment sucks.
Having to be moved from apartment 1 to apartment 2 sucks.
Same problem with mail being sent to apartment 1 instead of apartment 2. And the lovely post person who delivers mail at apartment 1 has returned all of our mail back to sender. And even though I've diligently changed my delivery address for things like Netflix and paperbackswap, I still can't get my mail because the frickin key doesn't work in the mailbox.
And I'm just plain ol' annoyed and pissed off which isn't a good way to be this time of year or any time of year. So I'm going to go throw myself a pity party while I think of reasons to be glad.
Instead of doing a change of address, we went with USPS "premium forwarding service" which means they hold all of our mail for a week and then send it all in one big box. Yeah, it's been three weeks and mail is still going to the Berkeley house. At least the realtor was nice enough to box everything up for us and send it our way.
Being in this apartment sucks.
Having to be moved from apartment 1 to apartment 2 sucks.
Same problem with mail being sent to apartment 1 instead of apartment 2. And the lovely post person who delivers mail at apartment 1 has returned all of our mail back to sender. And even though I've diligently changed my delivery address for things like Netflix and paperbackswap, I still can't get my mail because the frickin key doesn't work in the mailbox.
And I'm just plain ol' annoyed and pissed off which isn't a good way to be this time of year or any time of year. So I'm going to go throw myself a pity party while I think of reasons to be glad.
