Okay.... we all have them. We spend lots of time at our workplaces and each of us probably has a story or two. What's your favorite story?
Frankly, we could all use a good chuckle.
Simply enter in the comments section below or by clicking here. You can be anonymous. C'mon, make me laugh!
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I hope these comments will come out in book form...I would love to purchase a "postal humor" compilation of stories...that we can probably all identify with.
My husband is a retired PM and had a customer come in to check her PO Box. She was obviously anxious to receive something in particular. Since it was not in her box, she asked him if he had put up all of the mail. Yes, he told her all of the mail was up. So, she proceeded to ask him "What about tomorrow's mail; is it here yet?"
YEARS AGO...when welcoming a new Postmaster to the office, I (the PMR at the time) wanted to arrive early and greet her.
It was dark out that morning, as I drove the short distance to the Post Office.
My four sons were young then, and one of them had left some gum and candy on the dash of the car. For..."whatever" reason...I grabbed a piece of what I thought was gum (in the dark) and popped it in my mouth.
I quickly realized it was a JAW BREAKER...not gum...and spit it out.
When I arrived at the Post Office the NEW POSTMASTER was already there and when I greeted her with a BIG SMILE.... she goes...
"OH, MY...YOUR MOUTH IS ALL BLUE"! (thanks to the COLORED JAW BREAKER)
We BOTH got a GOOD LAUGH out of it...and no doubt my FACE was as RED as my MOUTH was BLUE!
That Postmaster was there for four years...and we quickly became true-BLUE friends!
Wanda Frasier,PM
Burr Oak KS 66936
One day some ducklings came in for a customer. He is pretty old and shaky, but always in a rush... He wanted to see if there were any dead ones. So, we are there at the counter and he's peering into the box counting them, me watching him. Satisfied, he goes to close the box up quickly and shakily. He was wondering why it wouldn't shut right...One of the ducklings was trying to escape and when he was pushing the box lid down he was squishing it. I couldn't stop laughing! All you could see was the head with its big bill sticking out. It was trying to get back in the box and the guy was smashing it flat trying to get it shut! So when he finally saw what I was laughing at, then we both got the giggles! It was one of those moments where you had to be there...
I had only been Postmaster for a week, when I meet my cleaning contractor. She is a petite amish lady who comes in 3 hours a week, and she cleans from top to bottom very nicely. I knew that learning who all the customers in the PO box section were would take some time and I was anxious to get to know everyone. It was snowing out and a customer had walked over to get her box mail. The customer (an older lady), commented on how hard it was to walk thru the snow. My little amish lady perked up with "Well Madeline, you should had of ridden your broom over", in her soft dutch amish accent. I just gasped, thinking you can not say that to a customer!!! The little old lady, just looked at her and said-" The hoover is in the shop". Turns out they are old friends and always quipping back and forth at each other. That was 3 years ago, and I still smile when I see my little old lady.
May I recommend a good book? "Beware of Cat and Other Encounters of a Letter Carrier" is a pleasant, easy read written by Vincent Wyckoff who is a carrier from Minneapolis. It's not an all-comedy book, but it's a good look at a "day-in-the-life" of a letter carrier. As a fellow city carrier, I have recommended it to many if they are interested in what I do for a living.
P.S. No, this is not Vincent and No... I have never met the guy.
One year I was told that the Christmas stamps were too risque'.
One of the strangest (and saddest) comments I have heard was from a young lady, maybe 13, who came in to purchase stamps to put on invations to her party. She asked "What does the money go for, to pay you guys?"
Unfortunately, one of the signs of our times.
Years ago, a little boy came up to the outside drop box as I was bent down, cleaning it out.
My face was basically at his eye level and at that point he asked me..."Why do you draw your eyebrows on with a CRAYON?"
His mother tried to hush him up...and I reassured her it was okay...as I explained to the little boy... "Because I don't have nice, pretty ones like your's".
He just smiled real big at me and said "Oh, okay...and THANK YOU".
That little boy is now a junior in high school and sells me donuts as a fund raiser for his national honor society! He's grown to be a very nice young man....I only hope he doesn't ask his girlfriend about her EYEBROWS!
When I was a clerk, we had to wear those awful white shirts and polyester pants, not quite a fashion statement. While eating dinner with my family at a local pizza place this older lady kept staring at me. 3/4 the way through the meal she approaches our table and says " I just figured out where I know you from, but I didn't recognize you without your clothes on". After several looks from my wife to both of us, and the old lady blushing, she finally said without your uniform on.
Once I had a young mom come in a she firmly and deliberatly popped her small toddler up on the counter and said to me " I want to send him to his Grandma over in England!"
I still think of that when I see a mom having a tough day with her wee one.
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