I hate the post office. More specifically I hate this one guy at the post office. I've shipped prints to people via parcel post with tracking literally dozens of times. One time maybe six months ago this lady told me "you can't send that parcel post. You can only send this envelope priority."
So I went home, pulled out ALL my receipts where I've sent it parcel, and called to talk to a manager. She went and checked with another clerk and came back and said "They said you're right, you can send it parcel."
I haven't had an issue with this ever since and have sent stuff parcel over and over since then.... until today, when I was unfortunate enough to stop by and see this guy at the desk. I HATE having to go to his window. He's a real jerk, I've seen him be a jerk to other people and he's been a jerk to me. (I told my co-workers this and he said his brother calls this guy "the badger" - so everybody knows him as the big jerk.) So he tells me the same thing. I told him I've sent it that way dozens of times before. He says "They sent it wrong."
DOZENS of times?
Get this: he then says "it's not big enough and *BENDS ENVELOPES* it bends."
I was stunned. HE JUST BENT MY PRINT in a photo document mailer with DO NOT BEND written on it! I've been told before "we don't bend mail" (which I know is a lie, I've had prints delivered to people and BENT to make them fit in their mailboxes before) AND HE JUST DID IT RIGHT THERE IN FRONT OF ME!!
So I said FIRST of all PLEASE don't bend my photos in my photo mailer. No response from him on that (I notice when somebody is being a douche to a customer and are called on it, they tend to just not say anything.) I told him I was told this once before, called and spoke to a supervisor at the other branch, and they told me I was in fact right.
So he says "Well they're WRONG but I'll do it this ONE TIME, but I'm going to call and check on that."
"Please do," I said dryly.
So then he's all obviously mad, throwing stuff around, jabbing his computer screen. And get this, he mutters "Can't believe our SUPERVISORS are telling us what to do."
Ummmm??? THAT'S WHAT A SUPERVISOR DOES YOU MORON.
"Actually, she checked with the clerks and they're the ones who told her that was correct."
"Well *I'M* the trainer so THEY'RE giving out wrong information."
Good God, the guy everybody knows as the jerk at the post office is the trainer. We're all screwed.
He was so pissed off he didn't even charge me for the envelope. I should have just walked away without paying for it, but it gave me a bit more satisfaction to point out he hadn't charged me for my envelope yet. Dumbass.
I frickin' hate the USPS.