Wednesday, October 10, 2007
You've Got Mail ...
This post doesn't really have anything to do with 'Life in Arizona', but I wanted to share with you how ridiculous (and humorous) of a conversation I had today with someone from the US Postal Service. So I got an email from my tenant that I have a package at the Jackson Heights post office. I asked Heather to pick it up for me since she lives in the area; Heather says that she needs the package slip cuz they're pretty strict (she said gangster, but I'm translating). Turns out that my tenant threw the slip away (can't really blame her, she's Canadian, she may not understand how gangster the USPS is here). Not that the package slip would have helped anyway, as I'm soon to find out. I called the post office this morning. I asked if someone else can pick up the package for me since I've moved across the country. She said only if the person who comes to pick it up has ID that matches the address. No one, not even me, has ID that matches my address in Jackson Heights. So I said, well, that's not going to work, can you please mail the package somewhere else? She said no, the package can only go to the address that it's addressed to. Fine, so I asked her what else can I do? She said, well, someone can bring your ID and a letter from you that gives them the right to pick up your package. I said, so I'd have to mail them my ID plus a written letter so they can go pick up my package? She said yes. I said, okay, can you please check to see if the package is still there? She said, no, she cannot give out that information over the phone!?!? So she means to tell me that I need to mail my ID and a written letter to someone and have them go to the post office, HOPING that the package would be there? I mean, I understand there is protocol and that they have to be careful about packages and identity theft and so on, but there's got to be a better way, no? Honestly, someone could have stolen my ID and wrote a letter themselves and gone to the post office and picked up my package. Anyway, I think this is rather humorous, and I'm not going to stress about it, so I think I will let this mystery package go its merry way (or sit there and rot). Unless you have other ideas that I've not thought of ... I'm all eyes :)
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5 comments:
hmm....very interesting...yes, this is kind of difficult...as a last resort, i always try to "speak to the manager" and "state my case"...however, if you've already done that then....I don't really know....yes, this protocol does sound a little strange/ridiculous
you figure if anyone were to send you something that's super important, they would do it through fed-ex or something & if they are sending it via regular mail, then it must not be that serious SO usps should be more lax on these rules....
anyway, what do i know... :)
Haha...reminds me of my citibank days when no one took responsibility!
um hilarious - sooo typical. oh well - when we get to heaven we'll ask God what it was....
"gangsta yo" in pascual's words. that post office is the worst part of NYC!
mail me a copy of your license and i'll pick it up for you.
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