I hope many many people google “Australia Post Sucks” and find this post about my miserable hatred for the loser Aussie postal workers. Australia Post sucks when it comes to delivering packages. Until recently, I thought it was just our shitty delivery guy- but turns out TONS of people have this problem.
We have the most usless prick for a postman. A few months back I got a prescription in the mail… well, technically I got one of those little cards saying I had a package at the post office. I didn’t think anything of it because back then, we only checked our mail every few days so there was actually a chance that we were gone when it was delivered.
So last week we got another card in the mail. Well, seeing as how I have a broken foot and don’t often leave the house unless I have to, I was pissed because we were DEFINITELY home the day he left that card in the mail. Oddly though, we couldn’t figure out what it was that he was supposed to be delivering. Andrew walked to the PO to get the mystery package. Since he didn’t know what it was supposed to be, AND the postman hadn’t even left a reference number on the card, they told him they didn’t have anything under our name or address.
Andrew called to complain. A few days later, we figured out that the package was the case of wine we ordered (usually it was delivered by a courier but they changed to Australian Post). Now we were REALLY pissed…they LOST our wine Well, Andrew walked back up to the post office to complain again, but this time they had the box- meaning he had to carry the case of wine all the way down our street. ALL because the useless postal worker was too lazy to bring the box up to our apartment.
When Andrew called the post office again, they said this happens a lot because the postal workers are just contract employees… Umm… so they know they have a problem but do nothing to fix it We saw the postal guy outside once and Andrew asked if he rings the bell… of course he said yes.
So then a few days later another package came in the mail. This time we got a BUZZZZZZZZZZZZ BUZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ BUUUUUZZZZZZZZZZZ on our intercom. Surely it must be a friend because no one else would be that rude an annoying to hold the buzzer down that long. Well, whatya know it’s the post man. Ironic that after we complain, only THEN does he ANNOYINGLY buzz our apartment 3 long times. He says “a lot of people don’t hear the buzzers.” Well how about this… Buzz once, like any normal human being. If you don’t get an answer after 10 seconds, try again. We’ve NEVER had anyone tell us we didn’t hear them buzz, so nice excuse.
Then yesterday Andrew came home from an overnight trip and asked if any packages have been delivered… he’s expecting 5 and I’m expecting 1. Nope… no packages. I’ve been home non-stop except for dinner for the last 2 days (boring I know).
Well, we checked the mailbox and sure enough, 2 more cards in the box. Same handwriting… no delivery time noted, no reference number noted. One was from the 15th and one from the 16th.
So Andrew “scheduled” a call with the Australian Post for today at 9:30am to put in another complaint. Then he walked up to the post office AGAIN where he picked up the two most recent packages. He overheard someone say “yeah they only deliver to houses, not to apartments”
Could you imagine saying to your boss. “Yeah I’ll only work on the easy projects, not the pain in the ass ones” and having your boss say “yeah that’s fine, we’ll just manage the complaints we get over and over.”
Seriously… what can we do? We pay for shipping on these items and then we end up having to go to the post office EVERY TIME (except once) to pick them up.
Today Andrew put a note on our mailbox stating: “PACKAGES…Please ring the bell… WE ARE HOME!”
His note was much nicer than the one I wanted to write: “Dear postman, stop being a lazy PRICK, do your JOB and deliver our effing packages.”