In which I rant about the Post Office

Dear USPS,

You suck.
All I want to do is make a freaking appt to get mine and The Girlie’s passport.
First, you have made this process as complex as possible. Nine hundred documents that I indeed, do live here. That I was born here. That I took tap dance lessons here, wtf? And even more required for the Girlie? Plus, you want me to talk to her Dad and get his approval as well. With ultra-notarized documents stating so. And now he has to be there, too.
I have to make an appointment to come in and show you the mountain of required documentation on top of that? Fine, great, whatever. I can do the red tape dance.

But I have now been on hold (on my CELLPHONE) for about thirty minutes. This is after you hung up on me the first time. Thank god I am not paying by the minute anymore, because there would be a reckoning. Oh, yes there would..

Don’t you *ever* come to me and ask why people hate you so. You whine that everyone is using email and the interwebs to get around you. Pfft. I hope you rot, you fucker. You’re outdated, outclassed and the ONLY reason that you’re still in business is because the current regime has some sort of insidious plot that involves you, the grays and probes.

DIAFabDIA,

~Mare

PS…Girl who gave me attitude when I called back? Yeah, there is a special hell for people like you. I hope you have an iron constitution you festering twat.

EDIT

When someone finally got on the line with me? Yeah, the process of setting an appointment took about 1 and half minutes to complete.

*runs around screaming and flailing at the FAIL!*

8 thoughts on “In which I rant about the Post Office

  1. now I am really really glad I used Passport Express to get mine. While they may be annoying and difficult, they cannot compete with that. Drunken lemurs in the middle of having seizures cannot compete with that.

    1. There have been enough cases of one parent taking the child out of the country without the knowledge, much less permission, of the other parent, and said child being taken to a country where the left parent can’t get the child out via any legal means, so I can see why they do that now.

      Blame the asshats who pulled that shit on heartbroken spouses or ex-spouses for the rule.

      1. Well, when I commented that I kind of understood that was likely the reasoning, but at the time I didn’t think there was an alternative for, say, my parents, where Mom is in NY and Dad is in TX. But then I found what I *knew* had to exist: a sheet we can get notarized. I just can’t believe whoever Mare was talking to didn’t bring that up as an option.

      2. I just can’t believe whoever Mare was talking to didn’t bring that up as an option.

        Given the rest of the obstacular stupidity she was put through, does it really surprise you?

        (Grrrrr on bureaucrats who don’t think it’s their job to actually help their “customers”.)

      3. Well, when you put it like that… Hehe. Of course, having to recently change my name on a number of government docs, I should really be numb to it by now.

        Sometimes it seems like the government employees don’t realize the meaning of the word ‘customer’ (i.e. the reason they get paid)…

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