tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post7508635001103932507..comments2023-10-28T05:19:39.788-05:00Comments on Spark of Madness: Going Postal and the Unfortunately Unforgettablepilgrimchickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13808106043964544413noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-49459284886408697982011-01-09T19:31:02.607-05:002011-01-09T19:31:02.607-05:00OK
and, we go across the border to Blaine, because...OK<br />and, we go across the border to Blaine, because the service is soooooo much better there!<br />lol<br /><br />I must say I usually don't have "problems" at the post office but then I usually begin with: OK!, I am here again...<br /><br />Hey, just got around to have some time for blog related greetings and want you to know you are often thought of, yes...<br />your visits/comments are always appreciated <br /><br />Wish you a 2011 rich and dreams and successes.<br /><br />Keep well<br />ttfn<br />your blogger friend, always<br />ambbAlicia M B Ballard StudioGaleriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11330807567104236747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-66170320773577110852011-01-05T19:56:41.892-05:002011-01-05T19:56:41.892-05:00Niiiiiice story. And nice story telling.
I don...Niiiiiice story. And nice story telling. <br /><br />I don't know that I'd have left the post office without calling in a supervisor. Don't want to humiliate anyone, but neither is it my job to suffer beginner's mistakes. But then MY car would've exploded at, say, Rincon Point, great for surfers, bad for people with heat gauges heading into the Exploding Sliver. So. I'm going to try your technique next time. :)booda babyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09424036488795599663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-40019458015674024412011-01-01T18:31:59.871-05:002011-01-01T18:31:59.871-05:00Wow...Brutal day!
Happy New Year, regardless. My b...Wow...Brutal day!<br />Happy New Year, regardless. My best to you & yours. :)Lana Gramlichhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06975996208260144558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-88380204917519749362010-12-21T00:08:21.868-05:002010-12-21T00:08:21.868-05:00Murphy's Law with a vengeance. But everything...Murphy's Law with a vengeance. But everything happens for a reason. It's very good you found the car problem before the long weekend, even though it seems everything went so wrong.<br /><br />Welcome back! Missed ya!Snowcatcherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06360228352528558176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-81414039975997448832010-12-20T19:04:11.439-05:002010-12-20T19:04:11.439-05:00WOW. I'm appalled by the idiocy of the postal ...WOW. I'm appalled by the idiocy of the postal service worker and yet relieved you found the car problem before something horrid happened. No wonder you will never forget her! Lol. I guess sometimes things just happen for a reason. That woman's bitchiness saved your life. :PJennifer Fabuloushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07521908385026885699noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-38778891237070746382010-12-20T17:40:51.780-05:002010-12-20T17:40:51.780-05:00and the best part of the story is she will never k...and the best part of the story is she will never know how you made her feel that day and what a happily ever after you got out of it.MarjnHomerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01331096530421066392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-37624309918030772682010-12-20T12:50:28.366-05:002010-12-20T12:50:28.366-05:00You must thank her, the next time you see her, for...You must thank her, the next time you see her, for saving your life. That will baffle her! Nice mechanic.Erylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06008344023000459577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-25895146414084988912010-12-20T06:49:30.334-05:002010-12-20T06:49:30.334-05:00Great story. I guess quite a few of us will not be...Great story. I guess quite a few of us will not be able to forget her now.Dave Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08430484174826768488noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-33997922701438560572010-12-19T21:49:10.291-05:002010-12-19T21:49:10.291-05:00One time, in New York City, I went to pick up a Ch...One time, in New York City, I went to pick up a Christmas package from my friendly neighborhood house of death, the east village post office. I gave the guy my package slip and then I WATCHED HIM walk into the back room, turn his head right and left to stare at the rows and rows of packages, and then WALK BACK OUT to tell me he couldn't find my package.<br /><br />I was speechless. And then pretty fucking pissed.JUST MEhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15663723046451628228noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21880954.post-81929438255691101982010-12-19T19:28:47.221-05:002010-12-19T19:28:47.221-05:00Oh my goodness. This is a horror story of epic pr...Oh my goodness. This is a horror story of epic proportions. It certainly speaks to the differences amongst people in their attitudes toward customer service. <br /><br />And it makes my 20 minute wait in line at the post office, while the elderly gentleman bought a myriad of variously priced stamps, seem a breeze.Barbara Bruederlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14476249934930666695noreply@blogger.com