Report: #827227

Complaint Review: United States Postal Service

  • Submitted: Mon, January 23, 2012
  • Updated: Sun, October 28, 2012
  • Reported By: Flipping Out — Ishpeming Michigan United States of America
  • United States Postal Service
    211 N. 2nd St.
    Ishpeming, Michigan
    United States of America

Show customers why they should trust your business over your competitors...

This last week has been quite the challenge when dealing with the USPS in Ishpeming, MI. Let me preface this semi-bitter rant with a few points to consider. First, I have worked in the happy-go-lucky customer service industry for my entire adult life, I understand the rules and challenges of dealing with the public, I also know how to appropriately treat disgruntled customers. Treating rude people with a smile is how I pay my bills, and for that I make it a point to be respectful and decent when dealing with other people in similar positions. I GET IT, and I happen to be friggin' great at dealing with people. Secondly, when I set up this arrangement, which I will explain below, it was at the recommendation of the postal worker. 

Okay, I get mail delivered to my house, like everybody else. Unlike everybody else, I have a very aggressive rottweiler and a man-friend who works 12 hour midnight shifts. For this reason, when packages are coming to my house that require signing, I have my mail held and I pick it up at the Office, per their suggestion. This way the mail man doesn't get eaten alive, and my dear hard working man pal can get a decent day's rest without the hullaballoo of a visitor, which is rather dramatic at our house. 

This past week I was expecting a package to come in the mail. I ordered it early in the week and began tracking it daily. For some reason this package, traveling to MI from PA, decided to get held up in WI. It sat there for about 36 hours. I was okay with this, and because I never trust USPS's tracking anyhow, I headed down to the post office to check out the situation on Friday. 

When I got there the lady behind the counter, who knows me because I do this on occasion, went to check for any mail. I told her I was expecting a package, that seemed to be held up in WI. I don't know why but she got defensive and snarky pretty quickly. Perhaps because the Postmaster had come out and started adding his two cents, which was rather helpful, as opposed to her.  It went a little something like this...

Me: "So I thought I would come down here and see if the package had made it anyway"
Mean Postal Worker:  "No, its not here, but even if it were it would be out on the truck with Tony, so it wouldn't get back here until after five anyway."
Me: "Okay....well, I put my mail on hold so I could stop by and get it, not wake the hubby, etc. But you're telling me I can't pick it up"
Mean Lady:  "Well, I mean, it is way too busy here to do that in the morning, he just loads the truck and goes."
Postmaster: (butting in) "Where do you live? What's the situation here?"
Me:  (Turning to him, he is much friendlier) "I live on Vine St., I have to sign for a package. I guess if it shows up tomorrow I can't pick it up because it will be out on the truck? How am I supposed to get my package?"
Postmaster: "Oh, just call here around 9 a.m. and we will make sure he doesn't take it."

OK- let me break here and just say this....I put my mail on hold, the mail man takes my mail out in the truck with him anyway, and if I want to get my package I have to call the Post Office and remind them to do their job. Really? And...not to mention at this point, as the Postmaster is offering advice to me, which the woman refused to do, she is defiantly holding up a binder to the side of her face, effectively blocking him from her view, at which point she says, "get away from me, I'm going to swat you." Nice.  But I digress...

Me: "Ok, so I will call here around 9am and see where we are at with the package, then I will swing by and pick it up."
Mean Lady: " is really busy here in the morning, and sometimes we don't answer the phone."
Me: (staring in awe at her) " you aren't going to pick up the phone, so I can't call and remind you to hold my package, and it is definitely going out on the truck with the mail man...
Mean Lady: "definitely...yeah there isn't a lot we can do."
Me: "Okay, who is working tomorrow...I mean there is nothing you can do, this is ridiculous. Okay, awesome." 

I just stormed out, I couldn't believe what an impossible and insolent snot that woman was being. When I have a customer that is making a difficult request I find a way to make them at least feel like I am doing something to help them out, even if there is nothing I can really do. I mean, give me a break, throw a dog a bone already. 

Cut to Saturday Morning. On my way to work I stop at the Post Office again. The mean lady is gone, thank heavens. There is a fella who looks around for my package for a few minutes, but can't find it. He offers his phone number to see if we can track it. Disappointed, again, I slink out of the post office and head to work.  I call the fella from work with a tracking number, turns out it missed it's ride to the office by about eight minutes. At this point I ask the worker to keep my mail on hold for Monday, and I will finally come and get my package. He says okay, and in addition, I apologize to him for being any sort of an a*s, and let him know that I had an absolutely appalling experience at the office yesterday so I am a bit disgruntled. 

One would think that this nightmarish farce of a situation is over, but alas, it continues. After my mail sat in WI for 36 hours, and I was treated like a common garden slug by the counter woman at the Post Office, I show up on Monday, waving a white flag, surrendering to the trials and tribulations of the revered postal worker, ready to have a pleasant and rewarding exchange with these people that I have no choice but to interact with. The Mean Lady instantly recognizes me and proceeds to tell me that my mail was taken off of hold. I tell her that indeed it was not, I spoke with a man on Saturday and told him to hold it for one more day, it's original scheduled hold time.

She again tells me that, NO, my mail is not on hold and any package I have is out on the truck right now, then saunters off to the back. She comes back up and is giggling, she is laughing, the repugnant cow. She starts prattling on about how it is on the truck now, and you can't approach a mail man to get mail from the truck, and the package is just never ever going to get to me and there is not a gosh darned thing that anybody can do about it, the mail man is going to hold my package hostage for the rest of my life....

At this point I am simply fuming, I can feel my heart beating in my biceps and in my throat, my teeth are gritting, and I can feel "crazy eyes" starting to give her their signature stare. This has truly gone too far at this point, I am utterly disgusted with the situation. These people have been dicking me around for three days, and this woman seems hell bent on making me miserable, and for what?

Me: "Okay, I have been getting screwed with for three days now, what are you people going to do to make this right?"
Mean Lady immediately walks back to the Postmaster's office and points to him. She then begins to help other customers, and when I ask her a question she shushes me.

The postmaster comes out and when I explain the situation, and also tell him that his employee has done absolutely nothing to help me for the past week, he runs back and sees to it that the mail man returns from his route to bring the package to me. 

I have to leave for a half hour, and when I return there is the fella from Saturday behind the counter. He immediately apologizes about sending the mail out, says it was his fault. I told him no problem, it is straightened out now, and also that I really appreciate him being nice about all this, and I'm sorry to be a total jack a** but I'm having a hard time getting help from certain employees. 

So...postmaster walks out with my mail, Hallelujah, and hands it to Mean Lady. She slaps it down and lo and behold, my package is ripped wide open. And guess what, it got ripped open at their office. It had one of their stickers on it, dated 1/23. She says very nonchalantly to me "Oh yeah, you're package arrived torn open." I am by no means a paranoid conspiracy theorist or anything, but wow, I feel like these people have been gas lighting me for four days. How weird, how uncomfortable. And let me elaborate on why....

I am a single, college educated with multiple degrees, employed young woman, and an active member of my community. I do not have health insurance, nor do I have a primary care doctor. I live in a piss poor economic area, I work for a non profit organization, I have enormous student loan bills and I live paycheck to paycheck. Because of this I am forced to look elsewhere for medical treatments, and when I require any kind of medications I get them for ridiculously high prices from sketchy online pharmacies. Hooray for me, but hey, we do what we have to do to get by right?

So, as I am sure one can surmise, this particular delivery was indeed a prescription. I guess I just feel particularly uncomfortable knowing that the entire trustworthy, friendly and helpful staff at my local small-town post office are now privy to my medications. I feel violated and betrayed by a governmental organization that is required  by law to not tamper with my s**t, to uphold laws and treat citizens with respect and good will. Don't they take some kind of oath not to mess with people and their stuff? I don't know if there is anything that I can do to right this situation, but I know it is going to be a long time before I set foot in that god forsaken awful place again. 
Is this Ripoff Report About you?
Ripoff Report A business' first line of defense on the Internet.
If your business is willing to make a commitment to customer satisfaction Click here now..

Does your business have a bad reputation? Fix it the right way. Corporate Advocacy Program™

Set the record straight: Arbitration Program

SEO Reputation Management at its best!

This report was posted on Ripoff Report on 01/23/2012 02:31 PM and is a permanent record located here: The posting time indicated is Arizona local time. Arizona does not observe daylight savings so the post time may be Mountain or Pacific depending on the time of year. Ripoff Report has an exclusive license to this report. It may not be copied without the written permission of Ripoff Report. READ: Foreign websites steal our content

Search for additional reports

If you would like to see more Rip-off Reports on this company/individual, search here:

Report & Rebuttal
Respond to this report!
Also a victim?
Repair Your Reputation!

Updates & Rebuttals


#1 Consumer Comment

To those attacking this person's legitmate complaint

AUTHOR: Ondrea - (U.S.A.)

Excuse me? You siding with the post office and their mistreatment of this woman? Are you kidding me? I have multiple degrees and I know logic. To assume a person who states (  that the dolts at the post office don't care, are mean and unhelpful and downright schadenfreude-loving bureaucrats is exactly how she perceived the situation. She didn't in her complaint said she insulted or said any derogatory to her or anyone there.  I work for a government agency if I was that rude to a customer I would be written up.

If you don't understand this woman's frustration, and attack her simply for characterizing the behavir for what it was, then you guys are truly clueless. And for the person who connects education with negatively describing someone behavior and attitude as some kind of correlation or intelligence or lack of it, well all I can say you've not be to college or taken a logic course.

I have had horrendous service by the post office with packages mis delivered constantly. Recently I had a cell phone mis-delivered and two other packages. I know this as the person one street above me  is nice enough to bring me the packages, but the obviously illiterate or perhaps lazy  postal delivery guy drops off MY PACKAGES to other homes and I never see them again. The tracking will say "deliver" and so I"m screwed. Yeah the head Boss at the postal office will "talk to the delivery guy" well if he is screwing up over and over, that isn't going to help, nothing short of removing the dolt from this route or from delving al together will work. OMG I called him a "dolt!" stop the presses, news at 11!

And WHY should I pay for a PO box when all I am asking for for the PO to do their bloody job, like, deliver a package to the address written on the package? Hello? That's like blaming a person who was mugged for being at the wrong place and time. 
Respond to this report!

#2 Consumer Comment

Good Rebuttal

AUTHOR: Ramjet - (U.S.A.)

Good rebuttal 'seeworthy', I agree completely.

In addition, I can count my USPS problems on one hand in my 69 years.  They do a fantastic job in my opinion.

No, I do not, nor have I ever worked for the post office or any other delivery service.  I'm just a satisfied customer.

Respond to this report!

#3 Consumer Comment

Sometimes even educated persons lack insight.

AUTHOR: seeworthy - (USA)

First of all, I truly do sympathize about your frustrastion. In my business, we refer to USPS as a necessary evil. (Postal workers are no better/worse than any other carrier. The USPS system has simply become outdated and cumbersome - an entire different subject.) I would, however, suggest a point of view that an intelligent person should understand:

Experienced with years of customer service was elaborated, yet this OP let a simple problem fester to the point of slander and ugly name calling on her part. An educated person would know that credibility is lost when resorting to this behavior. While composing a lengthy story justifying the OP's negative energy and then subjecting that negativity towards her fellow human beings, she never extended the same compassion to the 'mean' female postal worker. Should not that 'mean' postal lady be allowed the benefit of a doubt for passing HER negative energy caused by frustrations in her life? Perhaps that 'mean' postal lady has an abusive husband, rude bill collector, 'mean' teacher for her son with A.D.D., etc. The potential scenarios are infinite. The 'mean' postal lady wasn't born 'mean' any more than this OP was, yet the OP justifies her situation without offering the same consideration for others.

Anger is not an infliction, rather a personal choice. The OP chose to be mad, further preventing herself from a rational thought process. For instance, with thousands of letters and packages to sort in an extremely short amount of time, this OP never mentioned understanding the vast concept of picking her individual item out of truckloads of mail. How many man-hours does it take to read every piece of mail looking for one individual address? Multiply that by how many people wanting their mail handled in a unique manner. Add the address corrections, mail forwardings, etc, and it should be obvious what a mountain of a task that is. Postage only finances the USPS "job" to deliver the mail to a designated address.  Any service, such as this OP is demanding, is a courtesy service. Or perhaps the OP could indicate what fee is paid for her special handling. Without that fee, it is NOT that post office's "job" to accommodate her chosen life style. The OP's logic might also claim that it was the postman's fault that their dog bit them, thus making it sound as though she's doing THEM the favor. It should be our personal "jobs" to make our lives harmonious with other people, rather than demanding that other people make their lives conducive to ours. 

Doesn't that post office have PO boxes? Pay the fee and give that PO address for all your correspondence. That would resolve this entire dilemma. If a person doesn't want to pay the nominal fee for a PO box to solve their problems, then perhaps that person shouldn't expect other human beings to do work for them...for no other justification that you simply insist that they should. Considering a PO box would resolve these situations, but if a PO box isn't worth the bother, then was this situation worth choosing to forfeit personal peace of mind? If a PO box were not worth the fee for rare signature mailings, then perhaps the hubby could survive on those very rare occasions when a signature is needed. Less thought would have been required to consider sending that prescription to one of their places of employment or a friend/family address, rather than the time burned to write this complaint.

Why did this OP completely overlook the possibility that the torn package was the cause of indicated three day delay at the location prior to her post office?? That would be the most likely explanation. Then it appears as though, by stretching her own poor logic due to her inability to control emotion, she actually accuses that post office of opening her mail and retaping it. If, for the sake of argument, the delay was in fact due to packaging or some unfortunate related delay at a previous location, how should that OP then feel about her conclusion and subsequent behavior? How would that behavior reflect on her handling of the "repugnant cow"... or the OP's entire life in general?

If the term "Hallelujah" had a proper reference, rather than a facetious idle term, life may not be perceived in such a hateful way. Unfortunately, multiple degrees sometimes apparently only educate in the "piss poor" and "sketchy" subjects. This OP can now bash me with ugly name calling, but I'll know it's only her frustrations getting the best of her. It would be pointless to let anyone, especially with the anonymity of the internet, take away from my own attempts at a productive day. If this OP could practice the same with 'not-so-nice' people, she might discover more rewarding opportunities in life.

Respond to this report!
Ripoff Report Recommends
ZipBooks Accounting Software

Advertisers above have met our
strict standards for business conduct.