The Mailman Mailmam Truth About Post Office Jobs

The Utube lost video ???

2011-09-17T10:13:00.000-07:00

It was so funny, it may have been real! It was a 911 call to the police saying that the mail carrier was on the floor and needed medical help. In the background there is heard a loud thump of a frying pan hitting him on the head. This thumping goes on through the whole call with moaning in the background. She tells the 911 operator that she just gave the mailman a lottery ticket for Christmas and he won $10,000. She is trying to beat him to death so she can keep the ticket. Moral of the story: If someone gives you a lottery ticket for a gift, don't scratch it in front of them.

Thing's that make you smile !!!

2011-09-17T10:07:00.000-07:00

This is so funny I had to post it again!!!!!!!!

2009-12-03T06:10:00.000-08:00

And so on!!

2009-12-03T05:33:00.000-08:00

Neighbors Dog, Pit Bull attacked my grandson and our dog. We shot the dog on our property and he did not have up to date Rabies vaccination. So they had to send the dogs head to Tallahassee to be tested for rabies. Crazy neighbor was pissed off and started throwing empty bottles at our garbage cans. He did not even seem concerned about the child or the injured dog. The dogs are victims of irresponsible owners. We live out in the country on 10 acres of land. We have six small dogs, four cats, ten chickens, and one rooster. I having been attacked by pit bull and it causing PTSD this affects me in many ways. Fear of leaving the house, can't walk out in the dirt road, worried his other pit bull will get ou again and kill my dogs in our yard. Our dogs stay in the fence. The good news!! He has moved !! I still have to watch for packs of wild dogs roaming loose in the area but the jerk left and took his other pit bull. So, this Mailmam is happy about that. Hope nice people move in if anyone does. The Mobile home belonged to his mother and it was brand new when they put it here about 4 years ago. It could burn down or something! Gail

2008-09-13T03:45:00.000-07:00

Damn that guy who created that Postal Creed. Rain, snow, sleet, dark of
night, it is fricking cold. I'd like to wring his neck on those cold mornings and rainy days. Nothing stays dry even the rain gear gets so soaked the mail gets wet. The mailbag fills with water when you open and close it and of course the water does not drain because the bag is waterproof. Thus again wet mail. There are capes that keep this from happening but you can't afford to spend your uniform allowance on a cape when the over charge you for the shoes, shirts and pants. Your lucky to afford a $350 rainsuit, a $180 Jacket and gloves. And that's years ago. Don't know what the prices are now days.

Things That Make You Smile " I'll miss your Emails"

2008-09-13T03:33:00.000-07:00

Now this is loyalty, true friends until the END.

Attack Of the Mailmam

2008-09-10T10:29:00.000-07:00

The trouble with working at the post office is that they give you impossible orders. One fine day I delivered my route and they wanted me to deliver packages on someone else's route. I had five packages left and I called in and asked if they wanted me to come back on time or deliver the packages and go into overtime. The station manager answered the phone and said she wanted me to deliver the packages and be back on time. This was totally impossible to do as I had explained but they say such idiotic things. So, I stayed out and delivered the packages and was 20 minutes late getting back. She never said anything. What are you supposed to do when people are so ignorant? You can not do two things at once, it's an either or question. I guess she just did not want to make a decision but leave it up to me. Why is she there and why did I waste my time calling her? We weren't supposed to take cell phones but I took mine for emergencies. You can't always find a phone or a bathroom on your route. Especially on a walking route which I had but used a truck a lot of times.

Things That Make You Smile :) Resume

2008-09-10T10:05:00.001-07:00

Resimay

Too hoom it mae cunsern,

I waunt to apply for the job what I saw in the paper.

I can Type realee quik wit one finggar and do sum a counting....

I think I am good on the phone and I do no I am a pepole person, Pepole really seam to respond to me well. Certain men and all the ladies.

I no my spelling is not to good but find that I offen get a job thru my persinalety.

My salerery is open so we can discus wat jou want to pay me and what you think that I am werth,

I can start emeditely.

Thank you in advanse fore yore anser.

hopifuly yore best aplicant so farr.

Sinseerly,
BRYAN nickname Beefy

PS: Because my resimay is a bit short - below is pickture of me

Employer's response:....

Dear Beefy - I mean Bryan ,

It's OK honey, we got

SPELL CHECK!!!

See you Monday.

Special Note

2008-09-06T06:53:00.000-07:00

Happy 38th Birthday To my son Gabriel

Things That Make You Smile

2008-09-06T06:29:00.000-07:00

Dogs will be dogs, mine eats everything from the couch to some 10 pound boots when he weighed 5 pounds. Refrigerator magnets no sweat.

Attack Of the Mailmam

2008-09-06T00:49:00.000-07:00

There were many times when I did just get attacked by dogs and not bitten. So if you ever come home and go to pet your dog and he has an orange sticky substance on him, don't rub your eyes, He probably got the old pepper spray from the Mail Carrier. I had a Rottwieler come running at me for a block in full attack mode, the only thing I had was my spray and a prayer. You had to trust in God that the pepper spray would work, it saved me many times. It had about a 15 to 20 foot range when you could find a full one. They were like gold. It seemed management would hid them from us, until we asked and sometimes, there were none to be had. Management inefficient ways again. The fear was if the spray would keep the dog from biting you. I will never forget walking up on a porch and as I came down there was a dog in the bushes next to the steps. He lunged at me but I was able to spray him for a minute. Days later the owner was outside with the dog on a leash and said what a sweet dog his was and how he would never bite anyone. So I offered my leather gloved hand in friendship as he told me and the dog bit it, not hard enough to break the skin but that's not the point. He said he would not let the dog get out again, but everyday I checked those bushes before I went on the porch and before I came down.

So, the Motto of the Day is: If it has teeth- it will Bite!!!!

Things That Make You Smile

2008-09-03T16:00:00.000-07:00

Attack Of the Mailmam

2008-09-03T15:35:00.000-07:00

One thing I really hated were door slots with dogs behind them. I always knew the dogs could not get me but it is still scary somehow. So, I really loved to deliver to the houses where the dogs would grab the mail and wrestle you for it. I would hold on to it for an extra second or two so that dog really got fired up about that mail and hopefully tore it to shreds. Than hoping that they would put a mail box on the porch so I would not have to open that flap everyday to a vicious, snarling dog in my face. So, if you have a door slot and your dog eats your mail. Consider a catch box inside or a mail box on the porch. Your Carrier might appreciate it.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day Old Ford Lindsey Mail Truck

2008-09-03T15:29:00.000-07:00

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day 1931 Model A Ford

2008-08-28T13:30:00.000-07:00

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 7

2008-08-28T12:26:00.000-07:00

After the trial, there was a quite time for about a month. Then I got a call from personnel inviting me to a meeting with the big wigs in the local postal area. I found out later it was their version of a trial. The people in attendance included my station manager, my stupervisor, my union rep, and the Local union President. They would not let my husband in, and he was my witness. All they did was ask me what my side of the story was and send me out. They sent me a letter saying I had been found guilty at step one and it was being sent on to step two. The station manager and Postmaster of Norfolk were step one, what a surprise !!!!!!!!!
At step two they could not make a decision based on the evidence. The union called me and said that if I agree to apply for disability retirement they would quit persuing it (me). So, I applied and was approved by Social Security and Civil Service. Then the Union had to negotiate with the Post Office that they would seal the records unless I ever apply to work at the Post Office again LOL !!! That was in about 2000, I have not left the house without someone with me for all those years. I am afraid of most dogs, don't trust people, and take at least 6 different medications per day. I have Post Traumatic Stress and now I'm Bi-Polar. No damage there.
The thing is it started with the dog attacks and was intensified by humans (if you can call them human). They should have helped me and cared about me but instead they tortued me and tried to screw me over. I hung in there and showed them you can't always push the little guy around. I had to buy my 10 years in the Navy in to the Post Office and I had just made the last payments or else I would have lost that time for my retirement at 62. At 62 I will fully retire with this time counting toward my time in service. I am already past early retirment age so they can't screw me anymore, I think. I am also a Disabled Veteran. Never think "Hey, I'd like to work for the Post Office, they pay well!" Not unless you want a job that make you feel like an E-1 in the Military for the first 15 years. And contiplate throwing yourself in front of a moving car to stop the craziness.

Song written for Postmen In England

2008-08-25T23:32:00.001-07:00

The postman depicted is wearing the uniform of the day: the double-peak shako hat, plus blue jacket with red piping which has four good conduct stripes. Our photographic collection holds images that show postmen in uniform with such stripes that were awarded for excellent attendance records, good time keeping and good work. The awarding of good conduct stripes ceased in 1914.

The music is written for piano and has lyrics for the chorus only. It was composed by Montague Ewing (1890-1957) who also wrote under the name Sherman Myers. The artist responsible for the front cover was W George.

Attack of the British Postman

2008-08-25T23:21:00.000-07:00

From The London St. Martin's-le-Grand. A Postman was assaulted while on duty and was laid up in consequence. The following is taken from his letter of explanation: "One of them threw the core of an apple at me which hit me in the ear; I took no notice of that, and walked on, and then they threw their hats at me.

So I picked up one of the hats and threw it back. Then they started throwing small stones at me. As I was ducking and dodging , I kept shouting out why were they attacking me. They said because it was my fault they were getting all these tax collection letters. As they were telling me this one huge rock stone hit me on my right cheek.

It is this reason you see me lying here today.

Man, being a postal employee in any country is no fun

Things That Make You Smile Dog Verses Cat Diary

2008-08-24T15:47:00.000-07:00

DOG DIARY

7:00 AM - Outside! My favorite thing!
8:00 AM - Dog food! My favorite thing!
9:30 AM - A car ride! My favorite thing!
9:40 AM - A walk in the park! My favorite thing!
10:30 AM - Got rubbed and petted! My favorite thing!
12:00 PM - Lunch! My favorite thing!
1:00 PM - Played in the yard! My favorite thing!
2:00 PM - Looked out the window and barked! My favorite thing!
3:00 PM - Wagged my tail! My favorite thing!
4:00 PM - Chased a bird out of the tree! My favorite thing!
5:00 PM - Milk bones! My favorite thing!
6:00 PM - Watched my people eat! My favorite thing!
6:00 PM - Table scraps! My favorite thing!
7:00 PM - Got to play ball! My favorite thing!
8:00 PM - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favorite thing!
11:00 PM - Sleeping on the bed! My favorite thing!

CAT DIARY

Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bastards! There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage. Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog continues to receive special privileges. He is regularly released and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded

Hurray for Mail !

2008-08-24T06:11:00.000-07:00

The eyes of the soldiers light up when the mail truck arrives.

This is a Christmas delivery. I would love this route. I have had worse in Norfolk Virginia.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day " The Mailman " 1888 Van Gogh

2008-08-24T05:43:00.000-07:00

Painting Title: Portrait of Joseph Roulin (The Postman) 1888
Oil on Canvas, 81.2 x 65.3cm - 32 x 25Inches (approx)
Vincent van Gogh
Famous Dutch artist - Post Impressionist painter

About the Postman Painting
Vincent said about his friend the postman, that he is a "good soul and so wise and so full of feeling and so trustful." He did several versions of Roulin the postman, including a number paintings and drawings.

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 6

2008-08-24T04:40:00.000-07:00

So, here we go again, I hire a lawyer, Waste of money, but looks good in court. Out $2000 I really did not have but I figured the FBI, CIA, and 20 other Federal Agencies would be there, I just threatened to shoot up a post office! That smacks Federal Offense. Now that I look back, The FBI should have been at my house with a megaphone and guns pointed. Instead this was a local post office scare tactic to get me fired or make me quit. The fact is I never even said it and my husband was a witness to that fact. So, we go to court and who is there,the stupervisor and the Postal Inspector. No one else. The judge asked this jerk why he arrested me in Virginia Beach with a Norfolk Warrant. It was a Civil Case of the stupervisor against me. The Postal Inspector would not swear in as a witness so he could not be questioned but the judge made him. She asked him did he give me my Miranda rights, he did not. She asked the stupervisor what I did, he told her of the call. She asked me and my husband about it, then ruled me not guilty and said it was an illegal arrest. They seemed fine with it, because now the post office will have their trials and decide if I am guilty or not, regardless of the court ruling. That's part 7. That's the fun of the post office, they never stop trying to screw you. I got screwed everyday I worked for them and they weren't going to let me get away without torment like a rejected lover.
This blog helps me look back and see how ridiculous this was but they had me so drugged up at the time, I had a frightening and a distorted view. Somehow, deep inside that fight in me was raging and would not be quieted by the drugs or the post office.

Lady Calls 911 While Killing The Mailman

2008-08-22T15:54:00.000-07:00

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day Flaming Mail Truck

2008-08-22T15:43:00.000-07:00

Rule Number One: No Smoking In A Government Truck

Mail Truck in Tropical Storm Flood This Could Be ME

2008-08-21T08:40:00.000-07:00

This is footage from the flooded streets of Palm Bay, Florida. It was shot on Jupiter blvd at approx. 3pm, Wed, Aug 20th, 2008. When I worked for the Post Office We never got a day off during a Hurricane, but they told us not to drive thru deep water because you don't know what is in it. I had severe flooding on my route and they wanted me to deliver the mail walking door to door on a walking route in waist high water. Of Course I did not, The stupervisors good idea , but I probably would have gotten written up for doing it or driving through deep water. You are dammed if you do or dammed if you don't at the USPS That should be their slogan.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-21T06:38:00.000-07:00

This is how owners train their dogs to get their exercise when the Mail Carrier comes. It is especially good for
the ones that run back and forth for twenty minutes a day barking like crazy as soon as the mail truck is heard. Many Vet's say it is adequate exercise : another service brought to you, With Pride, by Your USPS.

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 5

2008-08-20T03:19:00.000-07:00

The next part of this story gets bad, at least for me. My husband and I came home from my doctor appointments and who could it be. Mr. Postal Inspector and he had come from Norfolk to Virginia Beach to arrest me. Keep that fact in mind. My husband drove me down to the Central Post Office in Norfolk and we went upstairs. He was a Barney Fife, he was taking my finger prints and my picture. Funny there was no one else in the building. I was joking around because that is my sense of humor and on lots of drugs. He arrested me because that stupervisor said I said " I would come to the post office and shoot everyone". Come to think of it now, they would have sent the FBI that day if that was true. Then he found this other guy out of no where and they drove me to the Norfolk City Jail in handcuffs. My husband followed behind. We got inside the locked up place and no one was still in handcuffs but me. The police had to tell these jerks to take the cuffs off of me. My husband was there and heard the PI "S laughing and saying that will teach her when they were out side in the common area. They put me in the cell with three ladies of the evening, and there are only three seats on the concrete bench, guess who did not mind standing. There was a half concrete wall and a toilet too, I would rather wet my pants. I guess they booked me, like Hawaii Five O, finger prints and pictures again. I was let out in about 30 minutes on my own word that I will return to court. That was very traumatic at the time and now sounds like a comical experience. Like a check in the box, next time I will tell you about what happened in court. Thanks for reading. Gail

Things that make you SMILE!!!

2008-08-20T02:55:00.000-07:00

So you know, 204Bs are Carriers that can be acting supervisors. Note the Supervisors Golf Tournament notice on his desk!!

Things that make you SMILE!!!

2008-08-19T00:38:00.001-07:00

This is probably a salt and pepper shaker. Yes, Mail Carrier and dog have a special bond known throughout the world.

Here's the real deal about working for the Post Office

2008-08-18T16:07:00.000-07:00

They work you to death. They can work you 12 hours 5 days per week and 8 hours on your day off and there is nothing you can do about it. When you work overtime you carry a piece of another route which the Carrier is sick, because the post office never has enough people to cover the routes if someone is sick. I always said when someone asked me what the phone number to the post office was " they don't tell me, so I can,t call in sick". The stupervisors never use their sick leave and get rewards for it and they quietly disappear and go home and don't get docked for it. No one misses them If they did not show up the station would run smoother without them because everyone knows there job, doesn't screw around and goes to work. You see there is a list for who wants to work overtime but if you put your name on it you will never see your family again. But If no one puts there name on it, everyone is on it by default. I lost all my friends and social life working there. Carriers are not allowed to talk to each other except for 10 minute break, and that is usually a trip across the street to the 7/11 for coffee and breakfast. I always said " I will be the richest lady in the graveyard". That's enough for today. Thanks for reading, I will get back to the Dog attack ordeal soon. Gail

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-18T15:58:00.001-07:00

This has to be the 1950's when Postmen were heros too little children.
There are many books aimed at children about Mail Carriers and Visiting
the Post Office. Now the Post Office has a Trademark on it's logo and they
control everything.

Things that make you SMILE!!!

2008-08-18T15:46:00.000-07:00

This is a true complaint to the police , she probably thinks all those mail worker stoled her birthday cards and took them home . Or maybe her Carrier doesn't like her. Maybe she forgot to give her Carrier a Christmas tip and if they were a little out of sorts his sent them back " No such number or Addressee Unknown.

Don't forget to tip your Carrier. They control your mail!!!!!!!

Things that make you SMILE!!!

2008-08-18T00:27:00.000-07:00

This happens too often, as a Carrier I would carry a book of stamps in my bag for just an occasion! No postage , too little postage,or when Older people think some stars sent to them in the mail are stamps.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-18T00:18:00.001-07:00

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 4

2008-08-17T10:33:00.000-07:00

This is the hard part. Well, I started seeing Psychiatrists twice a week and there was no way they would clear me to go back to work. I was diagnosed with Post Traumatic Stress Syndrome. I talked to personnel office and could not even call my office. I was put on the Family leave program. I had stopped getting paid somewhere after my paid leave and sick leave ended. Then if I remember workman's comp kicked in. I was going to thearapy twice a week and on so many drugs I couldn't remember my name. I could not drive so my husband had to take off work to get me back and forth.

Then the set up came. I was told by personnel to call my office, which she had said I never had to do. My stupervisor answered and said so when are you coming back to work. I told him again that I would probably shoot myself if I had to go back there and he said ok and hung up. Luckily my husband was nearby and heard what I said because two days later a Postal Inspector pulled up in my driveway. Only my 15 year old daughter and I were home. I thought he was there to investigate the dog attack but little did I know the horrible plight I was in for.

I don't know what was said or done when he was there, but my daughter was sitting next to me and I could not stop shaking. The visit was just a part of the set up, the post office trying to get rid of what they thought was a six year employee with no fight in her. Little did they know they were in the ring with a sixteen year government employee, disabled Veteran, and an innocent victim of their fucked - up system. Oh yeah and a Union

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-17T10:19:00.000-07:00

The USN air crew delivering mail to the ships. Mailmen come in all kinds, he is safe from dog bites.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-16T04:42:00.000-07:00

This Is a De Havilland airplane parked next to a U. S. Mail truck. Picture was taken in 1922 by E. J. Pearson. It is found in the Postal Museum In Washington DC.

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 3

2008-08-15T03:18:00.000-07:00

My husband picked me up at Urgent care because I was not fit to drive, leaving my beautiful 2004 Red Monte Carlo with the V-8 engine and all accessories in a neighborhood you don't go at night.
I had to trust they would put it inside the fence ( no security help there ). I called in sick the next day and the stupervisor said no, I had to come in. It was Saturday and the station manager was off ( like that would change my mind ), I was told to come to work and I told him that I had a doctor's appointment Monday and was not coming to work. Then I was ordered to come to work, I told him I would rather kill myself then get in a car and drive to work and amazingly he let up and decided to let me have sick leave. I was having a sever case of Post Tramatic Stress Disorder and did not know which end was up. My husband retieved my car, Thank God, from a hard night on the bad side of town, none the worse for it. I went to the Doctor's appointment on Monday afternoon and started to open my mouth and had a complete breakdown. Could not speak a word just cried. They had to put me in a room with the lights down and sooth me while calling my husband from his job as a Chief in the US Navy to come and pick me up. They gave me some pills and a note to stay out of work for two weeks and sent me home. Stupervisor was pissed. Wanted me to bring in note but I could not go there, so my husband took it in. Thus began my saga of Postal Inspectors, Jail, Union, and accusations. The Post Office was determined to get me one way or another. Oh, I must mention that I am also a Honorably Served 10 year Disabled Veteran of the United States Navy.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-15T03:11:00.001-07:00

This one looks like a civil war uniform. Note the walking cane, how cruel was the post office back then?

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 2

2008-08-14T09:22:00.000-07:00

The trip to the urgent care indicated a bite on my nose. Apparently they were going for the throat. I must tell you at the time I was walking many miles a day and after work I worked out with a personal trainer. I also started training my first client. I was in excellent shape and could lift good weight for a woman. Toning not body building. As you know if you carry mail or if not I will tell you. On my left shoulder was a full bag of mail as I had just left a relay box. On my left forearm were my flats, (magazines and catalogs), and in my left hand was the mail for that street. Now, in my right hand I have the mail ready for the next house, because if you don't have it ready you will never complete you route. I walked straight to the next driveway and it was a sideways house duplex with a fence blocking just a bit of the view of the left side of the driveway. The dogs are not usually out and if so I skip the home but this time the dogs were up against the fence on the side I was comming from. I was too close by the time I saw them. You can imagine with all that mail I could not get to my spray in time and backed away into the previous yard. The mail went everywhere when they knocked me down and my worse nightmare started. The bag landed on my body and protected me, I screamed and flailed my arms and kept myself from serious injury. I truly believe it was my being in good shape and the bag on me. The owner finally came out to see what the noise was and got her dogs. I will never forget being on the ground at the mercy of two Pit Bulls. When I thought "God Why Me", I thought of the children who play in the street there and the old ladies that walk to the store, that answered my own question. Next Post some of the shocking aftermath! Love that Postal system!

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-14T09:10:00.001-07:00

These hats were the coolest and they had badges on
them like police badges. The bags were Leather.

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 1

2008-08-13T05:41:00.000-07:00

The day I was attacked by 2 pit bulls I was in shock and walked back to the Post Office crossing a major street and no help. I had to sit around shaking and bleeding for 45 minutes until a supervisor could be located. First thing the Station manager did was rode by the house, with me in the car before taking me to medical care, to see if the dogs were still out. Although the owner knew of the attack, they were. "the Owner had asked me if I was ok at the time of the attack and I said yes then she told me my face was bleeding and took the dogs inside." She was a prostitute and her husband sold drugs so you see they did not want anyone to get involved. Then we had to stop by another Station to pick up the proper forms to fill out In Case OF Dog Bite. I eventually got to Urgent Care.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-13T05:35:00.000-07:00

Come rain or come shine!!!!!!!

On the job at the Post Ofice

2008-08-12T01:44:00.000-07:00

I not so fondly remember those so called Carriers who became supervisors and forgot your name and how impossible it is to do 10 hours of works in 8. Who made those statements like " just case those 4 extra feet of bulk mail " when you are supposed to be pulling down to get out on time on your 8 hour day. Call you in on your day off and promise you help then after you case mail for two hours past leaving time want to give you 30 minutes help. Then feel sorry for the poor bastard who gets that "30 minutes". Then fondly remembering being that Carrier who gets the "30 minutes". I never knew 30 minutes could take so long. Then it is the streets from hell where you can't find half the addresses and seem to bring back more mail than you took out. If you are the giver you receive all the mail back and the next day sucks too. And Heaven forbid if we have a holiday, it's just double the work/fun. Two weeks off is 3 months of getting your mail straightened out ie: mail out of vacant houses mail boxes, people running down the street after you, and that horrible pile of valid mail sent thru markup and send back that they won't let you go through. Enough off my chest today. The Mailmam

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-12T01:39:00.001-07:00

This mail wagon was driven by the rural mail carriers in Sandwich., New Hampshire, Elmer Thompson (1868-1944) had been a mail carrier for many years and most probably used this wagon as did his son, Guy Thompson (1890-1957), who took over the route in December, 1932. Lena Thompson Nelson (1905-1994) substituted for her brother, Guy, and more than likely drove this wagon before the rural carriers turned to automobiles.

Mailmam Picture of the Day

2008-08-11T05:50:00.000-07:00

Momma said there would be days like this!
I've been there on a walking route picking up my next run.

This is a Must Read for Concerned Americans

2008-08-10T05:59:00.000-07:00

COMEDIAN BEN STEIN ON THE CHANGES IN AMERICA

This is truly a must read: If they know of him at all, many folks think Ben Stein is just a quirky actor/comedian who talks in a monotone. He's also a very intelligent attorney who knows how to put ideas and words together in such a way as to sway juries and make people think clearly. The following was written by Ben Stein and recited by him on CBS Sunday Morning Commentary.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am a Jew, and every single one of my ancestors was Jewish. And it does not bother me even a little bit when people call those beautiful lit up, bejeweled trees, Christmas trees. I don't feel threatened. I don't feel discriminated against. That's what they are: Christmas trees.It doesn't bother me a bit when people say, 'Merry Christmas' to me. I don't think they are slighting me or getting ready to put me in a ghetto. In fact, I kind of like it. It shows that we are all brothers and sisters celebrating this happy time of year. It doesn't bother me at all that there is a manger scene on display at a key intersection near my beach house in Malibu . If people want a creche, it's just as fine with me as is the Menorah a few hundred yards away. I don't like getting pushed around for being a Jew, and I don't think Christians like getting pushed around for being Christians. I think people who believe in God are sick and tired of getting pushed around, period. I have no idea where the concept came from that America is an explicitly atheist country. I can't find it in the Constitution, and I don't like it being shoved down my throat.Or maybe I can put it another way: where did the idea come from that we should worship Nick and Jessica and we aren't allowed to worship God as we understand Him? I guess that's a sign that I'm getting old, too.But there are a lot of us who are wondering where Nick and Jessica came from and where the America we knew went to. In light of the many jokes we send to one another for a laugh, this is a little different: This is not intended to be a joke; it's not funny, it's intended to get you thinking.Billy Graham's daughter was interviewed on the Early Show and Jan e Clayson asked her 'How could God let something like this Happen?' (regarding Ka trina) Anne Graham gave an extremely profound and insightful response. She said, 'I believe God is deeply saddened by this, just as we are, but for years we've been telling God to get out of our schools, to get out of our government and to get out of our lives. And being the gentleman He is, I believe He has calmly backed out. How can we expect God to give us His blessing and His protection if we demand He leave us alone?' (She said the same thing when interviewed after 9-11) In light of recent events...terrorists attack, school shootings, etc. I think it started when Madeleine Murray O'Hare (she was murdered, her body found recently) complained she didn't want prayer in our schools, and we said OK. Then someone said you better not read the Bible in school. the Bible says thou shalt not kill, thou shalt not steal, and love your neighbor as yourself. And we said OK.Then Dr. Benjamin Spock said we shouldn't spank our children when they misbehave because their little personalities would be warped and we might damage their self-esteem (Dr. Spock's son committed suicide). We said an expert should know what he's talking about. And we said OK. Now we're asking ourselves why our children have no conscience, why they don't know right from wrong, and why it doesn't bother them to kill strangers, their classmates, and themselves. Probably, if we think about it long and hard enough, we can figure it out. I think it has a great deal to do with 'WE REAP WHAT WE SOW.'Funny how simple it is for people to trash God and then wonder why the world's going to hell. Funny how we believe what the newspapers say, but question what the Bible says.Funny how you can send 'jokes' through e-mail and they spread like wildfire but when you start sending messages regarding the Lord, people think twice about sharing.Funny how lewd, crude, vulgar and obscene articles pass freely through cyberspace, but public discussion of God is suppressed in the school and workplace.Are you laughing? Funny how when you forward this message, you will not send it to many on your address list because you're not sure what they believe, or what they will think of you for sending it. Funny how we can be more worried about what other people think of us than what God thinks of us. Pass it on if you think it has merit. If not then just discard it.. no one will know you did. But, if you discard this thought process, don't sit back and complain about what bad shape the world is in. My Best Regards. honestly and respectfully,Ben Stein

Mailmam Picture of the Day

2008-08-09T23:51:00.000-07:00

Lunch on company time, nothing is too good for our hard working man on the street. But is that a cigarette?? No, not good for public image. What must he be thinking! There's no smoking in mail carrying! I'm just glad there wasn't a surprise in the mail box to ruin his appetite!

The U.S. Government Our Employers

2008-08-09T13:35:00.000-07:00

Who Could this be now?

36
have been accused of spousal abuse

7
have been arrested for fraud

19
have been accused of writing bad checks

117
have directly or indirectly
bankrupted at least 2 businesses

3
have done time for assault

71,
repeat
71 cannot
get a credit card due to bad credit

14
have been arrested on drug-related charges

8
have been arrested for shoplifting

21
currently
are defendants in lawsuits, and

84
have been arrested for drunk driving
in the last year

Can you guess which organization this is?

Give up yet?

The Congress

The same group hypocrites that crank out
hundreds of new laws each year
designed to keep the rest of us in line.

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day

2008-08-09T05:51:00.001-07:00

Typical 1909 Mailman and his mail truck.

City Mail Carrier Speaks Out

2008-08-08T07:57:00.000-07:00

Hi, I am a retired City Mail Carrier, as you can tell I have been attacked by many dogs and am retired due to pit bulls attacking me. It is my pet peeve, along with many more issues concerning the treatment of personnel of the USPS. So, that is my main focus of my blog.
I know it is not your fault if you are injured while doing a very dangerous job, but seem to me Carriers are in constant fear of losing their jobs or getting written up if they are injured or attacked but man or beast. The beast are usually back at the office in the AC having lunches and joking around with the inside staff. Heaven forbid if you call in sick! You are the biggest liar alive and who will carry your route! Just come in and case it! Well, this is my first try at blogging and I feel better already already.
Are you out there my sisters and brothers? Let me here from you! Thanks for listening.