What the heck has happened to our postal service? A new one on me. 7-18-2018 Perryton, TX
It seems like every time I
go to the post office any more to mail a package, I get another
shocking surprise. Today I went to mail a friend one of my books. The
postal clerk asked me if I wanted to guarantee delivery. I had been
asked before if I wanted to insure the contents, or if I wanted to
send with a quicker delivery, but never if I wanted to send for sure
delivery. Nothing about insurance was mentioned, and I knew this
clerk had been working there for years. When she saw the puzzled look
on my face she replied. Guarantee delivery is $26.48 cents, otherwise
it will be $4.60 cents. I answered “I want the $4.60 cent stamp.”
I am wondering if I can request a Special Investigation into our
Postal Department. I sometimes feel like I'm living in a new world. I
am being overwhelmed with questions, and the lack of explanation,
almost every time I spend money for a service or a new piece of
every-day living necessities. I have a new vacuum sweeper setting in
my closet that I can't find out how to get the brushes to turn, or
how to empty the dirt canister. The only instructions that came with
it is written in Spanish, and I have to assume it's Spanish because I
can't read it. I can read a big print label that says, Do not take
this product back to the store where you bought it. There is a number
to call for questions, which I haven't tried to do yet. I feel like
it would just be another lost cause. I am hoping my good neighbor can
help me with the problem. He just returned from vacation, and I
hesitate to call on him just yet. Otherwise I will have to wait till
one of my children come to see me which is not often because they
live several hundred miles away. They too tell me they are having the
same problems in dealing with modern-day life as I am. They are
younger, and use their computer to find answers to all their
questions.
I went to the Senior
Citizen's dinner today after leaving the post office, and there I
found some bit of peace which I needed badly. My fellow Senior
friends share in the same difficulties as I. It's just that we all
laugh about this younger generation, and how bad it is for them that
they failed to get the simple education we got. We did it without
drugs, but I'm afraid I can't say that about the majority of our
younger generation. I mean prescription drugs that the doctors deemed
necessary to calm the stress that most intelligent people have to
deal with today. I'm staying drug free so I can pray for all the
good, hard-working, faith-believing characters that are fighting for
our troubled nation with every ounce of determination they can find.
I am sure they will, “come forth as gold in the end.”
God Bless
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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