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Example #1
I live in a large city by most standards. I get my mail between 4:30 and 7 P.M. almost every day. They continuously give me mail that isn't mine and give my mail to other neighbors. When I complain to the post office supervisor he (on at least four occasions) has told me that they don't even have to deliver my mail, if I don't like their service, then I can drive across town to pick it up at the post office. The post office where my mail comes out of is clear across town. There are 3 or 4 post offices between the my neighborhood and the post office that my mail comes out of. So much for efficiency.

Example #2
I had a check sent to me on December 17 that was mailed from the same town that I live in, I still don't have the check.

Example #3

When I go to the local post office those waiting on customers are so slow that my 88 year old neighbor states that she walks faster than they. It is almost comical to go over there to watch them "work". They take baby step and have one speed, which is mosey. It is like a game with them to see who can go the slowest while still moving. "Mother. may I take 6 baby steps?"

(1) In 14 years of receiving mail as an adult, I think I've missed exactly one letter ever. And I live in a city that's famous for poor service of all kinds. *shrugs*

(2) "The check's in the mail," huh? ;)

(3) Again, my McDonald's example. It would be nice if service workers were always nice. But I'm not entitled to a smile.

USPS seems to have a service philosphy of if there is more than 3 people in line one of the clerks takes a break.. I can get a mad - on driving by the PO on most days. I avoid them if at all possible and would never send anything I wanted to make sure would arrive at the intended destination in a timely manner. It's unionized and that probably tells everyone where the problem lies...

When I complain to the post office supervisor he (on at least four occasions) has told me that they don't even have to deliver my mail, if I don't like their service, then I can drive across town to pick it up at the post office.

The voice of a Monopoly. Sheesh.