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"

Now this is loyalty, true friends until the END.

Attack Of the Mailmam

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

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.

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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

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!!!!

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Attack Of the Mailmam

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

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day 1931 Model A Ford

The Post Office and Dog Attacks Part 7

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

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

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

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 !

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

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

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

Mail Carrier Picture of the Day Flaming Mail Truck

Rule Number One: No Smoking In A Government Truck

Mail Truck in Tropical Storm Flood This Could Be ME

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.