Living in a small country town outside of Boston in the ’40s, old man Marden was our rural mail carrier. He delivered mail from his tightly cramped coupe and also raised goats. Our mail sometimes had an odd smell, but he was always precise and prompt in his deliveries regardless of the weather. Only if you did not shovel snow from your mailbox to give his car access would he refuse to leave the mail.
Marden would never leave his car, so packages commonly tied with string were left hanging from the mailbox or simply tossed on the ground without any theft problem like we have today. Some 23 million packages are now stolen annually from the front door of Americans.
Aware of this high incidence of package thieves, I became concerned the other day when my package from Amazon didn’t arrive according to my checking shipment tracking data. It was out for delivery at 7:46 a.m. from the Inverness post office and shown to be delivered at
Connie, our local carrier is the epitome of old-fashioned prompt and accurate service. Plus, our mail always has a fresh scent, unlike Marden’s mail. This matter clearly was not her doing, especially since the carrier was from Inverness.
I called Amazon’s rep, Nikki, who said sometimes tracking is shown as delivered, but not until the next day, and to wait. If a problem Amazon would make good and sent a confirming email. Great service by Nikki!
The next morning still no package and I called the Lecanto Post Office and spoke with Al. He quickly assessed it really went by a Dunnellon carrier to the wrong street and town. He assured me the package would be retrieved and returned to me that day. Great service by Al!
Shortly thereafter my package was at the door, left by the recipient without name, but I internet researched the address and sent Louis a thank you note.
It is easy to question the carrier’s competence, since my shipping label was correct and common sense would be to look at it. Something else, however, may be at play.
Addresses of the recipient and myself vary by GPS, post office, White Pages, and the internet all showing different towns: Beverly Hills, Crystal Springs, Dunnellon and Pine Ridge.
Perhaps the Dunnellon carrier was impacted by incompetence of Martian novices manning the GPS Citrus County satellite in space.