Bloody bastarding royal mail.

[Sparrowlegs248]

I've been home since 12. Went into the hall half an hour ago to find a red card from the postman. It wasnt there when I got in, I've been in my small end terrace house, bell hasn't run. Didn't hear a knock.

The really bloody annoying thing is that the postman hadn't ticked a box. So I don't know where the parcel is. Tried online, and phone. Impossible to find out and impossible to speak to anyone. By 12.55 I do ally got to "We'll put you through" to get a message to say the office was closed, it's only open til 1pm on Saturdays. It was 12.55.

No point to this post other than I was really bloody frustrated by the ridiculous automated phone service.

There are probably some who don't even bother to ring.

Once you've missed him you wouldn't be able to get any information until the next day anyway. Check with your neighbours and if it's not there, go to the collection place tomorrow.

Empathy and sympathy.

I was in my hall way when the door knocked this morning, literally about 10 feet from the door. By the time I got there about 3 second later, the postman was at the end of my path heading away.

I don't think he was quite prepared for the earful I gave him. I feel a bit bad because I know they're timed and have targets but there was no red card. Grr.

@ToeNailSoup I was annoyed that I had been in when they called, but got really bloody annoyed by the lack of info on the card, and then the phone debacle. Probably a good job I didn't get to speak to anyone as I was disproportionately angry by that point!!

Seems to happen alot. My friend was studying her hallway and the delivery guy slipped a 'sorry we missed you're card while she was two feet from the door! Not too bad if you just have to pop to your distribution centre but a pain of it's a courier miles away.