Let me tell you, I have a beef with the United States Postal Service.
I was supposed to get my paycheck last Friday, but for some reason, it never arrived in the mail. It should have arrived at our office on Tuesday the 26th, but I’m not going to harp on them for it being a little late. I mean, its Christmas, people are mailing packages and cards like its going out of style. I can handle a little delay.
But nothing came Wednesday. Or Thursday. Or Friday.
And then came the weekend. A long one mind you. The mail doesn’t run on Monday because its New Years, so I come to work yesterday hoping that the mail will come with my check. It didn’t. We called the Post Office.
“Due to a National Day of Mourning for former President Gerald Ford, the Post Office will not be delivering mail on Tuesday January 2nd”
*le sigh*
Apparently, postal workers across the country were so saddened by Gerald Ford’s death, um, a week ago, that New Year’s Day was just not enough break to mourn the loss of a man who was never elected as VP or President, yet held both of those offices.
And because of these, clearly suicidal postal workers, I am now 6 days late getting my check. I mean, its not like I have bills to pay. Or an empty cupboard or tank of gas.
Me and the US Postal Service are on the rocks. I think we may need counseling to sort this mess out. Either that, or someone just delivers my freakin’ check.
Growing up 