Monday, September 18, 2017

Rain Mail


Our post office was on the 5 PM news. It wasn't because they've done an exceptional job in the wake of Harvey's havoc, but because they've fallen behind in dealing with all the mail that bottle necked due to the flood waters, some of which are still causing major problems. There's a storm tossing rain against my window as I write. 

A frustrated resident called FOX news to investigate the mail problem at the Park Row facility. People want their FEMA checks and they need them now! I understand their frustration. I also know the post office is swamped. Postal employees are people too and some couldn't leave their neighborhoods because of water and damage to their homes. 

When mail trucks were finally able to deliver their haul, well, there's lots of new mail on top of old mail and not enough employees to handle it faster than the speed of sound. I know a little of what's going on because Informed Delivery let me know there's been mail on its way to me since Sept 13 and it only showed up in my box today.

I'm on friendly cupcake-and-cake-sharing footing with most of the people who serve the public from behind their wall of a postal ervice desk. I've seen them at work when they should have been home in bed. I've seen them giving service with a smile when they've been barked at and treated poorly for failings beyond their control, and yes, I've been exasperated a time or three myself, but I remember how it feels working in the service industry and I behave. So siccing FOX News on the post office is like beating a dead horse because it's slow. And her FEMA check wasn't there. And she didn't have a boatload of mail as she'd intimated. You have to send a boat load to get a boatload. But poor old post office people. All that backed up mail hadn't been sorted lady, 'cause there weren't enough hands on deck. So guess what. Yes, you guessed it. Other postal people were "bussed" in to make short shrift of the mail sorting sticky wick. And as far as I know, they're still at it. 

Now here's the funny part. That little manager over there is like the little fice that barks and snarls, kicks up a lot of dirt, and never licks its owner's face . . . You know the type. She thinks being surly is a sign of power. The type is always insecure, unsure, and doesn't know any better. Well, she could have defused the unrest before anyone called out the FOX dogs, who were simple-minded enough to bite, or in such dire need of a story they jumped on the dead horse, expecting to win a derby or something. Poor post office people 

Things were really super bad there the last day I visited; lines clogged the lobby with residents who weren't getting mail; they cannot get post office boxes since they're as rare as rooster teeth, but FEMA checks are like life lines. Now, I almost had a hissy fit when we lost power during the storm but common sense knows being upset won't fix anything. Besides, no one ever died from Internet withdrawal. Perhaps the story is meant to be a lesson about class in these here united states, because that's what I took from it. You'd have to see the full story to understand, but sometimes the upper class has it harder than the lower because they wall themselves off. Weather does not discriminate. But the end results are positive. The USPS promised mail delivery to home mail boxes ASAP. All's well that ends well. 

On a lighter note:


Does the USPS ever reissue old postage stamps? Do you think it would be something they should consider? I like this stamp and wish we had a chance to become reacquainted with it. It's just one of many and this one happens to be on a letter from my aunt who has Alzheimer's. I'd talk to her about it just for a chat but talk of things she cannot recall upsets her too much. There was an awareness stamp issued eight years after this pretty 33 cents gem was offered.


What? We don't need another stamp 'cause they found a cure? Wait. The price of a stamp has increased a mere seven cents in how many years? Boy do we have it good. On the same hand, volume will decrease with each price increase. Right? People on Social Security aren't likely to spend a dollar per for more than birthday cards and monthly bills, poor people will pay more of their bills in-store more often than ever, and I'll cut back on international. But wait! What if I'll have learned to teleport by then? Hmm.  


Oh well. Wild hairs make for wilder musings. And that's what I get for revisiting mail from my past. It's not all sad though. It's mostly fun. Did you ever send or receive one of these? Erin was crazy for carousel animals once upon a lot of time, and someone remembered.


And a stamp still cost 29 cents back them. Ooh, Express Mail it was!

Repetition is key. So let us make sure our voices are heard. Here's a great place to start. Read some of the comments and be surprised. People want more Alzheimer's stamps. I'm writing another letter before I forget.


Okay. Here's fun as promised. I uncovered these in a box from storage. They were my top sellers and gifts back in the day. Mama has a bonnet and daughter Bunny has a basket. I can't get the paper any more. I searched for it last year. 



They do stand alone. 


My Christmas baby's missing a bell.


She was my sweater baby. She'll be my letter baby if she co-operates.


OWM will never die from a lack of material, but the Breath of Time-Out creeps up the back of my neck often enough lately, and with an ever-growing force. I won't cave just yet--not before the next postcard campaign anyway. 

Good mail was mine today. Mail went out too. Tomorrow's a good day to share. How do I know? I can just tell. 


The rain stopped. No more storm. Write 'till your ink well dries up. Or you run out of words.

Be well. And make more postcards. Then mail more postcards!












6 comments:

  1. Don't think this post dumb but I knew a lady at the flea market who did these dolls like yours and she made them from corn husks if you could get your hands on some of those you might just be able to make more you know ? just a thought but if you cant , you cant and you have those adorable creatures to keep you busy and love on . But your post brought that back thank you she was a very nice lady and I meant to buy one of those from her but when I went back someone told me she did not come to the flea market anymore . This was years ago so I'm assuming she is probably passed on now but hey at least I got to see them you know ? they look similar to yours and it was just a thought .Be well I'm still sick I'm going to the doc on Monday in Florence because he still takes cash and he is a sliding scale doc which I like God bless them kind of docs you know > be well my friend

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    1. Your comment isn't dumb. I see corn husks in most food stores but I'd rather make tamales than dolls. :) I've never made tamales but have eaten my fair share. :0

      I'm so sorry you're still not well. Monday is a long way off. How much does a doctor's visit cost?

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    2. around here no doc will take you without health insurance they have one sliding scale doc here and he is only open on Fridays and you cant get in he is booked solid for two ahead of time so it is the er which I definitely cannot afford or another city . I can wait . But thank you for being concerned I don't think it is that big of a thing .

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    3. Hope you're well before you know it. :)

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  2. Rare as rooster teeth. I tried to imagine rooster having teeth. Made me laugh. Nice post, Limner. My grandmother was post master for a small post office in a very small town in Oregon for many, many years. I can't bear the thought of anyone being rude to her if the times were like they are now. She is long gone but I'd ask her if she were alive if anyone was rude to her. She was the nicest woman on the planet. I'm not just saying that because she was kin. Anyway, I hope people are getting on okay after the storm. I think about being prepared for a disaster but I'm far from it. We think it's never going to happen to us.

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    1. Well, chickens are always the butt end of that joke, but roosters have that one tooth too. Laughing at the image that just came to mind! Sorry. :D

      I like to believe people who are rude to postal employees see them as "the government" instead of just regular people doing a job. And sadly enough some of those with guaranteed jobs can be a pain in the butt for that same reason: They're people. They forget they work for us though.

      It's sweet hearing how you still feel about your grand.

      Life here is surreal. Some gated communities are struggling with recovery because of their "gates." The city doesn't have to remove their debris and the guts of their lives because their communities are private. Try to imagine the stench, the amount of dangerous chemicals seeping into the ground and water supply, creeks, bayous, streams, etc.. Some of those same people are able to hire truck and dumpsters to remove it all to temporary dump sites. Knowing Texas they'll be permanent before long. Hurry over to the poorer communities and you'll see how deeply society is still divided. Run back to the woman in the gated community is peeved that the city garbage collectors only pick up at curbs, leaving her to push more dump stuff from her lawn to the curb, and you feel so sorry for her privileged existence. Stop. Then look at the Mormons who've come to help. And guess who they're busy helping. *grin* Not really but *frown* leaves wrinkles. Still and all help is help is taking a long time to make a difference.

      People who think they're prepared for disaster don't have a clue. It's always the thing they don't think of that cuts them off at the knees. I've lived across America and I've never seen anything like this round of disasters. And now Mexico's having a turn. No one tells us how India is faring. They flooded like we did.

      A woman who lives in her safe little world said in print that she does not believe in climate change because only God can destroy our planet. I guess she never watches the news, reads a paper . . . The Red Cross failed here. FEMA failed before. People with money are the first to recover. It's always been this way. Try to imagine where all the waste from this flood will go. Where will the supplies needed to rebuild come from?

      I wish the world could see us now, without filters. It's been predicted that it will take us at least 2 years to recover. Like we'll not have another hurricane season until then. It rained and flooded again in certain areas yesterday.

      You are wise. Yes, most of us think it will never happen to us and ours. We are the "us and ours." I hurt for everyone who's suffering.

      I caught the trailer for "Human Flow." While I don't want to see it, I know that I will. I "got it" just from watching the trailer. It's the scariest film I've ever seen. Will you watch and tell me what you think? In private?

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