On Going Postal
I had not planned to go out of town last November. However, an emergency arose and I left right before Thanksgiving for two months. On my way out the door, the property manager at my home promised to drop my mail into a pre-paid Priority Mail envelope every 10-15 days for me. I sent an Overnight Express Mail envelope to her on Nov. 28. It arrived three (3) days later, on Dec. 1.
The first Priority Mail envelope was dropped into the local post box on Dec. 12. Priority Mail envelopes and packages, the post office advises, will reach their destination in 2-3 days. It arrived on Jan. 2, 2010, some 3 weeks later. The second Priority Mail envelope was dropped into a post office box on Dec. 20 with mail from unknown sources. It never arrived. It was never returned. It’s now over three months later.
I was informed by a postal employee that mail that “goes astray” gets sent to a central processing facility where it’s opened, inspected for checks that are photocopied, then destroyed. How mail goes astray is a mystery since it was stamped and addressed to me, at the same time/manner as the other envelopes (yes, double checked), and it’s the post office’s duty to deliver mail (pdf) to the person addressed. I have no idea what was in that Priority Mail envelope, nor will I ever know. So much for priority!
More recently I received the final word on the Post Office’s handling of a different Priority Mail box. This box contained some cloth on the bottom, a cast iron pot surrounded by paperback books and a couple of t-shirts. The top was secured with rubber pads (as was originally shipped to the store), then more clothes on top. Padded and secure. Here’s what happened in transit:
I went to the local post office to ask how to file a claim. They told me the only way to file a claim is as if the box were insured. It happened that I did not insure the box–who would reasonably guess that a cast iron pot, packed well, would be destroyed in transit? I didn’t. So they advised me to file the claim as if it were insured, and they would note that no insurance was purchased.
The claim was denied locally.
I forwarded my claim, as instructed by post office managers (two of them) to the regional customer service center in St. Louis MO. There agent Autria Finley returned my claim for lack of insurance information (despite the fact that it was clearly marked “no insurance purchased”). In fact she returned my claim, ignoring my letter of explanation and all previously requested documentation, twice. This was a pretty hefty stack of paper being sent back and forth. It was clear that Ms. Finley had no interest in resolving this claim other than to return it to me.
My final plea was to the Consumer Advocate in Washington DC. I don’t feel like there was an advocate in this office any more than elsewhere in the postal system. I have no idea why they even call it an “advocacy” office, since clearly there is no “consumer” interest involved or heard. Here’s what the Post Office said when I asked them to reimburse me for the cost of the pot (only):
You should have known better. (pdf)
There are common reasons why so many people dislike the post office. A few individual agents were kind, helpful, and understanding, but their voice does not mean much in an organization so large and problematic. Many agents are often rude, and there are a lot more of them. I wish problems like this happened to the Post Office high management more often. I also wish courts knew that this problem was common enough to warrant a special clearing house for the “millions of pieces of mail that go astray each day.” Instead I count myself as one who is willing to help develop replacement technologies that will eventually put the post office out of business.




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