Returned to sender

I don’t get a huge amount of snail mail on any given day, or even in a week. But there are some things that I know are supposed to arrive around a certain time each month and when they don’t arrive, I get suspicious.

Stopped down at my new mailbox today and there were two pieces of mail in there. One that a friend had sent directly to my new address and a notice from the post office confirming my change of address from the third week of June.

That’s all that was in there. I discovered today that the post office is STILL returning my mail to sender. Totally disregarding the change of address and forward order that they confirmed by mail. My next door neighbor, with whom I share a hazard insurance policy for the house, happened to be down at the insurance office this afternoon on other business when they gave her our bill that had been returned over a week ago. Tomorrow I supposed I’ll have to track down the other items that I know are missing—the lad’s report card and his AP scores among them. Most everyone has already been notified of the change of address, but there are a few that’ll straggle in that I forgot about or that were mailed just before I called in the change of address. That’s where the post office is supposed to do its job. And they aren’t and I obviously can’t depend on them. So goes the complaint from several of the people who had to change their address after our private mailbox store blew out of town in the middle of the night.

The postal service in this town is so lousy. Which, of course, is why I refuse to do business with them unless I absolutely have to.

Meanwhile....

Filled up the gas tank today. Yow. Gas jumped back up to $3.05 for regular and more than 20 cents higher for premium. That was quick. I wonder how much more it’ll go up this week.