It must be something in the stars, water, air because all the freaks are out the past two days. Tuesday I taped this video (below) I had just had it with the nasty verbal attack this postal worker lashed on me in the lobby of my building. She did it in private and I did mine in public and that's the only thing she has over me.
As I went to my mailbox and opened it I heard a voice yelling at me. On her way out, at 2PM (pretty darn late to deliver mail!) she was yelling at me about how my bank addressed a box of checks to me. Angry that they didn't put my apt # and then continued to yell that my name wasn't on the box.
In NYC we have tiny boxes with keys. The mail carrier has the master key and the only way to get into the box at an angle where you can write your name is to have that master key. When I moved into this apt. 2 years ago the mail carrier at that time added my name, in pencil. And I guess it's gone.
I tried to say all this to this woman but she was just yelling and yelling and yelling. And I even had to say to her, "You need to stop talking to me because you are being rude. Stop!"
And as you will hear in my voice, I had had enough and yelled back.
Now here's what you also won't see. Before I took the video, I walked by and discovered her sitting there waiting for her hair cut and as I walked by, she pointed at me and said to the owner of the store, See that girl....which is why you are now seeing my video and hearing what I have said.
Here's a tip mail lady: you catch more bees with honey than with vinegar. All you had to say was, did you know your name was not on your box anymore? Or can I help you put your name back on the box?
Nope, I got, "Hey, I almost didn't deliver your mail. YOU NEED TO TELL PEOPLE TO PUT YOUR APT. NUMBER! I CAN'T TELL WHAT MAIL IS YOURS!!!" etc...screaming and screaming at me.
I made a complaint to the postal service and I told them about the video and pictures and how during work hours she sat for a hair cut while mail that still needed to be delivered wasn't and how she was screaming at me.
Now if she ever catches wind of this blog and the video let me just tell you this: I can't control how others write mail to me. Don't assume I don't always tell people to put my apt. #. And if it happens to not be listed how you would like, take a deep breathe and don't take it on on me the next time.