Dear Aus Post delivery guy

You might be a sneaky bastard, but I'm even sneakier... well, more observant.

I was working on photos, and I heard a faint putt putt putt of a diesel engine. I open the curtain and look out. What do I see? The Aus Post driver slowing going PAST the end of my driveway. That's right, past, not up into, but on the street going by.

I looked the guy square in the eye, and he then stopped, and made light of his antics "I saw you looking out the window!". As there was no signature needed for this parcel, he should have brought it up and placed it near the door.

With the upcoming holidays, this sort of bullshit is going to make many people upset, and wasting their time standing in lines at the Post Office because of a SORRY WE MISSED YOU card (if they're lucky enough to have even gotten one), and maybe even leading to gifts going astray.

I will keep lurking and pouncing as needed until this guy, who isn't the 'regular' delivery guy, gets the message.

Inhale deeply.. count to 10... exhale, repeat as necessary

I have been patiently waiting for a parcel to show up. After 3 weeks, I decided to check where item was purchased, was given the tracking number, and a link to go check the status and location.

Imagine my surprise (and irritation) to find that yet again, there was an attempt to deliver (according to their records) but no card stating an attempt had been made put into the letterbox, and said item has been waiting in the post office for a week now, with no attempt to re-deliver!

Inhale deeply.. count to 10... exhale, repeated 3 times until calm enough to talk, not yell.

I called, understandably annoyed, and calmly stated that once again there was no attempt or notice of delivery. I was asked, yet again, if I wanted to fill out another complaint form. I curtly said "I have already filled out 6 of those things, and no one has returned a call or gotten back to me in any way, shape or form. Why should I kill yet another tree on a wasted effort?"

So, I trundled out my trusty electric scooter, and got ready to go fetch, while thinking many bad words...or at least hope I was just thinking them, only to find out that my son, who used my scooter while we were in Albany, turned the key to the on position rather than the off, completely draining the battery.  

Inhale deeply.. count to 10... exhale, repeat twice. Sent message to him telling him to get his backside home, grab his ID and he can go get it!