Seeing RED

High Point:

I found the blasted mailbox key.

Low Point:

Having called the Post Office to ask if I could get a courtesy house delivery of mail just for today. The Post Office people were SOOO incredibly rude.

I originally asked if I could meet the carrier out at the mailbox to pick up the mail personally today. And was flat out told that my mail wouldn't be given to me (despite showing my license). Mail is only to be delivered to the mailbox. No where else. Then when I called to ask for a courtesy delivery to my house, I was met with being shuffled from one phone person to another until I got a Postal Manager. Then she said, "And WHY are you requesting thisssss??" Like I'm some sort of lazy sod who is trying to make more work for them. "Well, for a couple reasons really...I'm very pregnant and I'm not really supposed to be walking all that much (which is TRUE), and also because I've misplaced my mail key and I am fairly sure it's in my car, but my husband has it at work and I won't be able to check for it until later and I'd really like to get my mail." And she goes to discuss this with my mail carrier with a return response of, "Well, no. Your carrier refuses to do a home delivery. He says he's not supposed to...and by the way, I checked your mail and you have NOTHING important being delivered - just a couple bills."

Talk about seeing RED. I couldn't believe how they refused to just help me out. It wasn't like I was asking for a lot. The carrier would just be driving a couple extra blocks. And the NERVE of the woman to tell me what is and what isn't important in regard to my mail!! So I said, "Well, if he is refusing to help me out, then there is nothing I can do...." And then the woman hangs up on me.