The weekend… almost… there…

A thrill a minute

Today I have mostly been copying files from one server to another over a ropey connection. Who needs TV when you have the “little blue bar”? GASP as it moves one more pixel to the right after 5 minutes, HOLD YOUR BREATH as it seems to have stopped, GROAN as the connection drops and you’re back to square one.

It’s almost, but not quite, on a par with watching your washing go round in the machine. It just lacks that “is it just the light, or have I put a red sock in with the white wash?” thrill.

Urk

It really makes you realise why we’re all obese when you start looking into things. I spend about 30 mins on an exercise bike over lunch. I have just noticed that the calories I burn off are about the same as those in the 200g low-fat yoghurt I just ate. To burn off all the crap I eat, I’d need to stay in the gym from 8:00 to 4:30, and go to work over lunchtime.

What a ******* surprise

After finally getting the PO to promise to redeliver that package today… no post. At all. Sarah sat in until midday, went out to the shops, came back and nothing.

As I need the contents of the package before next Tuesday at the absolute latest, and I’m away for the weekend, this basically means I have to get up at 6:45 tomorrow to drive into the middle of Bradford and shout at some useless **** until they cry.

I’d write a letter of complaint, but I’d probably get the same form letter back that I received last time. Assuming my complaint letter actually gets delivered.

The ******* useless ******* *******. I really can’t get over in words how PISSED OFF I am right now.

If I turn green and start shouting *HULK SMASH*, please don’t get in my way and start ******* off about copyright infringement. I’ll rip you limb from limb and feed you to the nearest postman.

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Damo

Every so often, the Royally screwed Mail can actually do something right. Recently they delivered a post card to me that was sent last november.

Janetyjanet

my car tax expires today – but do I have a replacement disc to pop in my windscreen? Do I bollocks – Post Office counters put it in the post, Royal Mail lost it.

and they’re “not the same company although we are under the same overall company” (yeah, thanks) so I have to chase up RM myself
and I’ve now got to get duplicate MOT & insurance certificate & pay DVLA £7 for a “duplicate” tax disc

arse

Damo

You could always bill them (the post orifice) the cost after you get the replacement. That might work – although I am thinking the legal bills would be massive if it went to court.

Mosh

JJ – once a package is officially “lost” (I think it takes 21 or 30 days) you can claim the value of it back up to about £50 for standard registered delivery.

The daft thing is that it’s the Post Office who’ll have to chase them up as it’s the sender’s responsibility to claim! Also, write a letter of complaint (it’s freepost or there’s a form on royalmail.co.uk). Whinge enough and I reckon you’ll get your out-of-pocket expenses back.

Ruggybabs

It’s nice to see we aren’t the only ones with a ****** postal system.

Mosh

Wouldn’t it be nicer if they all bastard well worked?

Damo

Yeah, it would be nice – but then something else will just come along and annoy anyway.

Mosh

And even if it didn’t annoy anyone else, I’m aure it’d piss me off. Hell, I’ve got to have something to whinge about ot there’s no point in this blog!

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