Nakia Posted December 23, 2011 Share Posted December 23, 2011 Yesterday I had my puppy out in the pouring rain trying to coax him to stay under the umbrella and go potty. About the time I was ready to give up, my mailman pulled up in my drive-way, in plain sight of me, and starting blowing his horn. This is his method of choice to let me know I have a package or anything requiring signature. Let me take a moment to say this mailman is a real piece of work. Not only does he sit in my drive-way and blow his horn to get my attention, but if we aren't home and I have a package he leaves in on my uncovered back porch (no matter the weather) with letters and other mail ON TOP of the package. A lot of my mail and several packages have been ruined because of his carelessness. We even have a covered front porch, but he doesn't want to walk up the 10 steps to get to it, I guess. Also, he smokes in his car so most of my stuff reeks of smoke. UGH! I have called and complained numerous times to no avail. We've requested no package deliveries when we aren't home, but that didn't work either. It's just a pain. Back to yesterday, he pulled up, and I knew he could see me, but he blew his horn anyway. So I picked up the dog and started towards his car with the umbrella in my other hand. It was muddy, I didn't have on good shoes, it was raining, I was irritated...I fell. Flat on my butt. I managed to hang on to the dog, but the umbrella went flying. I was about 6-7 feet from the mailman's car. I gathered myself together, got the umbrella and headed over to his car. He said, "Are you all right?" I said, "Yes!" grabbed my package and went in the house. I'm pissed to be honest. It hurt my pride to bust my butt in front of someone and then have to walk back up to my house (a short distance) with mud all over me. My feelings were hurt that he didn't even as much as open his car door to see if I needed help. BTW, before someone suggests it, he has no disabilities that prevent him from at least stepping out of his car to check on me. I wasn't expecting him to lift my fat butt off the ground or anything. I have a bad neck (bulging discs in C3-C6) and so my neck along with my hips, lower back, and tail bone are killing me. I'm walking around like an elderly person. I just needed to vent. I need someone to poo poo me and tell me he is a butthead and I am a princess. My husband did, but I wanted to hear it from you all. I am a goofball. :lol: Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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