Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor...

[AlecWest]

A little setup: it snowed all day yesterday up until this morning. So I'm there enjoying my vacation sleeping in as I have been doing. In the background I hear the doorbell. It turns out that the mail(wo)man was the one that rang it. She said if we wanted to keep getting mail, we would have to shovel our snow.

I mean, wtf? I'm getting sick of these lazy ass postal workers.

Yup, sounds lazy to me. Postal workers should be required to carry around snow shovels to dig out their customers.

[Capmaster]

A little setup: it snowed all day yesterday up until this morning. So I'm there enjoying my vacation sleeping in as I have been doing. In the background I hear the doorbell. It turns out that the mail(wo)man was the one that rang it. She said if we wanted to keep getting mail, we would have to shovel our snow.

I mean, wtf? I'm getting sick of these lazy ass postal workers.

Yup, sounds lazy to me. Postal workers should be required to carry around snow shovels to dig out their customers.

For what a roll of stamps cost, they ought to dig us out, come inside, pour us a drink, clean our houses, and polish our (door)knobs

[Doramius]

you forgot about dogs.

Not really. People keep them inside or in the backyard.

Not EVERYONE!

[Conquest10]

Well, around here anyway. I can't remember the last time I saw a stray dog.

[northcat_8]

Well, around here anyway. I can't remember the last time I saw a stray dog.

Live in a Korean neighborhood huh?

<oh relax it's joke, my cousin married a Korean girl and she's great, other than eating the bluegil raw incident >

[Doramius]

My Cat went missing, but there's only a Spanish neighborhood nearby. Of course the Vietnamese neighbors moved away recently.

[AlecWest]

A little setup: it snowed all day yesterday up until this morning. So I'm there enjoying my vacation sleeping in as I have been doing. In the background I hear the doorbell. It turns out that the mail(wo)man was the one that rang it. She said if we wanted to keep getting mail, we would have to shovel our snow.

I mean, wtf? I'm getting sick of these lazy ass postal workers.

Yup, sounds lazy to me. Postal workers should be required to carry around snow shovels to dig out their customers.

For what a roll of stamps cost, they ought to dig us out, come inside, pour us a drink, clean our houses, and polish our (door)knobs

Some day, not so far in the future, I expect I'll take my granddaughter to Washington, D.C. While visiting the Smithsonian, she'll stop in front of one exhibit and exclaim, "Hey, Grandpa, what's that?" I'll reply, "Back in my day, we called those things mailboxes. To communicate, we used to have to write or type hardcopy letters, fold them up, and put them in these things called envelopes. Then, we'd put a postage stamp on them, put them in the mailbox, and ...." Just then, there'll be a series of beeps from my granddaughter's coat pocket and she'll say, "Sorry to interrupt, Grandpa, but I think I have email."

[Doramius]

I'm worried I'll be explaining to my grandkids about flash technology and digital optics and them telling me "That's so obsolet. You manually had to type and click on a physical mouse?"

[northcat_8]

A little setup: it snowed all day yesterday up until this morning. So I'm there enjoying my vacation sleeping in as I have been doing. In the background I hear the doorbell. It turns out that the mail(wo)man was the one that rang it. She said if we wanted to keep getting mail, we would have to shovel our snow.

I mean, wtf? I'm getting sick of these lazy ass postal workers.

Yup, sounds lazy to me. Postal workers should be required to carry around snow shovels to dig out their customers.

For what a roll of stamps cost, they ought to dig us out, come inside, pour us a drink, clean our houses, and polish our (door)knobs

Some day, not so far in the future, I expect I'll take my granddaughter to Washington, D.C. While visiting the Smithsonian, she'll stop in front of one exhibit and exclaim, "Hey, Grandpa, what's that?" I'll reply, "Back in my day, we called those things mailboxes. To communicate, we used to have to write or type hardcopy letters, fold them up, and put them in these things called envelopes. Then, we'd put a postage stamp on them, put them in the mailbox, and ...." Just then, there'll be a series of beeps from my granddaughter's coat pocket and she'll say, "Sorry to interrupt, Grandpa, but I think I have email."

What's sad is you know this is going to be true

We were cleaning out the attic over christmas and my daughter (14) saw a record player, didn't know what it was, so I plugged it in, wired up the speakers and put on The Eagles Long Run album. Standing there with her MP3 player around her neck, she just looked at me like I was stupid, then said "that is pretty neat but how did you play them in the car?"
kids can be so cruel

[AlecWest]

What's sad is you know this is going to be true

Yup, the times are-a-changin'. This will give away my age. When I was growing up in rural Eastern Oregon, my parents' telephone number was "71." My best friend's number was "244." There wasn't even a dialer. You picked up the phone and waited for some lady to come on the line saying, "Operator ... what number please?" Even later when we got a more modern number (575-0071), I remember my mom carefully watching the clock when she called my grandmother in Portland, worried over long-distance expenses. Now, I have cable-broadband and use Vonage VOIP, pay $27.24 a month (includes all fees), and every number in the U.S. and Canada is "local" (no fees).

But back to postal things. Sometimes, I think we're living in a world where everyone wants the next best calculator ... while the post office keeps shouting at them, "Hey, but we've got one helluva fast slide-rule."

P.S. Ahem ... how many people here know what a slide-rule is (was)? Hint.

P.P.S. BTW, the slogan "Neither rain nor sleet nor gloom of night shall stay these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds," isn't postal. The slogan was already on the building when they bought it. Previous owner - Burlington Northern Railroad.

[Doramius]

B&N was the railroad that brought the post between the East & West and cause the Pony Express to last only 1 year of business.