I've never had a gun delivered to my house, but nothing UPS, Fedex, and especially the USPS does really shocks me anymore.
I've come home and seen $1000 radios sitting on the front porch, in the rain. The other funnier drop off, IMHO, is when they (UPS) put one of the $1000+ radios, in a huge box, on the front porch, with the welcome mat half covering it, while it's snowing heavily. The weird part is, if they had just put the box in the corner of the porch, it wouldn't have gotten wet or snowed on. And it would have been one less step for the driver. Fedex was supposed to have me sign for a high dollar item, but the left it on the porch, and I didn't know it was even there until I got my mail the next day. But they always would, against instructions, ring the doorbell, waking me up for a $5 item that didn't need any signature. After a couple of those deals, I flipped my lid and explained to him "I SLEEP DURING THE DAY AND DON'T NEED TO HAVE THE DOORBELL RUNG UNLESS YOU REALLY NEED A SIGNTURE!". Oh, OK.
But the latest deal has to be the ultimate in "Huh?" thinking.
A couple of weeks ago, I basically stopped getting mail. I got a couple of things, mostly junk, but no bills, and more importantly, no multi thousand buck check.
After a few days of basically nothing, I go to the PO, and ask the desk person to check what is going on, and where is my mail? They went back and talked to my carrier, who hadn't left yet, who told her "There's nothing going on, he just hasn't had any mail!".. I told the desk person that made no sense, the check was a few days late (It never showed up) already, and 3 other bills were nearly past due. I went home and paid everything online, which was a major hassle to do as the one bank's website was just plain confusing. I thought it was just me being 63, but a friend's 25 year old son, said, "That site is just messed up, I was as lost as you were!". After I paid everything, I waited to see if my mail would start up, or something was going on. I went to the PO again after 9 calendar days with no mail addressed to me. I was assured that nothing was wrong, and the next day, I got some actual non-junk mail. I thought, incorrectly, all was well at that point. But no, they weren't done messing things up yet.
The next day, I go to get my mail on the way to work, and everything with my actual name on it has a line drawn through it and a VAC written on it. VAC means VACANT. I called the PO, and they seem confused, "Why didn't you fill out a change of address card?" What? "I haven't moved, so why would I?". I get put on hold for a while. The person comes back on and says, "You didn't move in January?"
"No, I haven't moved in almost 3 years when I came here!!". "The carrier isn't here, but I will leave her a note that you didn't move, and have no idea why she thinks you did!"(BTW, if I moved in Jan, why didn't the mail issues start in March?). Ok, I hang up. I'ts not over yet.
So the next day, I get up and there's a bunch of emails from the bank I had made the online payments to, saying the USPS had alerted them that my bills were undeliverable to my address.I called the PO again, and apparently the carrier saw my name tag had been removed in Jan (It just disappeared one day), and even though I emptied the box daily, never filled out an address change, and didn't put "Not here!" on any mail, she finally decided about 3 months later, I had moved. Or died. Ahh, now it's clear as to what was going on. She thought I had died and the new person living there had just kept my mail for 3 months! What? She had delivered two large checks to my mailbox, along with a couple of dozen bills, and then suddenly decided I was gone. So now it finally appears that the USPS has it's act together, and I got a bunch of mail yesterday, on the usual dates. After I got the Post Office back on track, I called the bank to tell them my address IS good and send my bills. And then the idiot thing kicked in. Again. I was talking to a woman who was obviously born in the US, but I might as well have been talking to a Martian. I explain what was going on, and she says, "Can you verify your complete billing address?" I give it to her and there is silence, then, "But your new address is the same as the old one!". I explain, again, I haven't moved, it's the same address. And then I explain again when she says the same thing again. And again, and again. Finally, I told her to give me to a supervisor who laughed when I told him what she had said, over and over again. It' appears to be all straightened out now.
So far, since I moved in 2017, most of my neighbors in my old neighborhood, and now the USPS just decided I had died. Just because, I guess
