Going Postal: The One Week Before Christmas Edition

If you have been following the blog for any length of time, you know that The PC has been a staunch defender of the United States Postal Service.

For the, almost, two years that The Blog has been blogging, The Blog has posted three posts, defending the Postal Service, under the heading, "Going Postal."

(There are a whole lot of postal posts in that last sentence.)

If you are new here, welcome!

Take a few minutes and catch up.

Here...

... and here...

... and here.

I will be here when you get back.

See? Still here.

If you count tonight's post, that makes four "Going Postal" posts.

Today, over on the Facebook page, "Postal Workers United..."

USPS worker posted a post that echoes the very point of my original posts.

Dig...

                                                                 Click to Enlarge. But, you know that, by now.

Got that?

Does the USPS ever fuck up?

Of course they do.

The Post Office is a massively insane undertaking.

And postal workers are people, my friend.

Just last month, in the week preceding Thanksgiving...

The Blog needed to get a check delivered, overnight, to The Blog, Jr.

He paid $19.95 to guarantee overnight delivery.

24 hours later, the check was, according to the USPS.com tracking page, still sitting in the post office that The PC mailed it from.

This was not good.

But, the check made it to The Blog, Jr. the next day before noon.

Plenty of time for him to deposit it into his bank account and use some of it to fill his gas tank and drive the 100 miles or so, to spend the holiday with his Grandma.

Bottom line...

The check made it in time.

The Blog was refunded the entire $19.95.

The timely, if not as timely as we would have liked, delivery cost The PC...

...nothing.

To quote The Bard...

"All's well that ends well."