Rules are rules

 

January 14, 2018



I missed Thursday's game at Newkirk because I am still ill. One thing I have noticed at the games I have gone to is when the national anthem is played everyone stands and no one takes a knee. Two possibilities come to mind. First we have patriotic, intelligent people in Northwest Oklahoma. The other possibility for no knees is nobody wants to go visit the parking lot to check out how hard the concrete is.

I have had a box at the post office for nearly 40 years. The post office is always a great place to visit and gain knowledge from people from all walks of life. I think about everyone that works at the post office does a pretty good job of meeting the public and making them happy.

Rules are rules, and unfortunately non-common sense makes them apply equally in small town America where most everyone knows each other, just like in the big city where postal employees don't know most people. One example (this is true at the voting booth also) is you have ID to do money business at the post office. The first time the lady asked me for ID, I turned around to the fella behind me and asked him to tell the lady who I was. The clerk already knew me, so I thought that was two forms of ID. Wrong! I went home and got real ID and it had a happy ending.

I have a pet peeve about one happening on my “postal” trips. I have a key for my box and carry it with me in the pickup. A few times a year (three or four), I will not have it with me because the post office trip is an after-thought while with someone else. Several years ago when I asked if the lady at the counter could get my mail for me, she told me that she was going to have to go to charging me for getting my mail out of the box. In a loud voice I asked her just how much she was going to charge me, and I got no reply. There were no other customers at the counter recently, so I asked the cashier if she could retrieve my mail because I didn't have my key, and as she went to get it she told me in no uncertain terms it was not her job to get my mail out of the box. Well, maybe it isn't; I didn't ask for her job description, but I bet if I called the head of the national postal service and asked, customer service would head the list. I am not picking a fight with the people I know at the post office and I am going to do my best to never forget my key again, so as to not rock the already sinking postal system. This is just my pet peeve and problem so after this rant we speak of it no more.

 

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