Terrible, terrible, terrible. I get the emails that show when mail is to be delivered. With out question, the mail shows up the day I see it in the email - unless it's mis-directed by the USPS. Today for instance. I recognize my normal carrier is on holiday, but I see three USPS trucks at different times of the day in my neighborhood. Just after 4:00p (my mail usually arrives around noon), I see the driver, who was parked outside of my house -I mean right outside, directly in front of my hose - drive away. I check for the mail I know is to be here, two packages and three pieces on mail and nothing. I immediately call the Findlay branch (number is in my cell phone because I'm a frequent caller) and talk to Jen who tells me she will talk to the driver and call me back tonight. An hour and 10 minutes later (5:30p) I called back and talked to Barb who tells me Jen has left. That can't be, she was to call me back. Barb puts me on hold to see if maybe Jen left a message and unbelievably, Jen picks up the phone. I try to tell her that I tracked both packages and they showed delivered but after telling me that she spoke to the driver and there was nothing left in the truck and then when I tried to interrupt to tell her that the packages are marked delivered, she put me on hold (some sort of passive aggressive tactic no doubt). I call the number on my other phone and Jen answers...so she tells me she was simply transferring me to the other supervisor, Barb. Um, ok. Sure. I give Barb the tracking numbers of the packages and she tells me that they were delivered at the corner of the house. I looked, no packages. She then tells me she will send a different driver out to look. Apparently he did come because a half hour later I got a call back from Barb (by the way, NO ONE will give me their last names) to tell me the driver found them at the neighbors on their porch. The driver just dumped them on my porch and ran away so he wouldn't have to apologize apparently. I asked about the three pieces of mail - "well, just because it shows up in the email...." which is nonsense because every other day, I mean EVERY other day, if it's in the email, it's in the box. So now I wait for the Post Master (Jill) to call tomorrow. I'm sure I'll here that it was the carrier's second day again which means absolutely nothing. I wonder if that excuse would work if she went in for surgery and the doctor amputated a toe instead of replacing the knee. Well, it was his second day...deal with it. Look, it's not a tough job. You match an address on the envelope with the number on the house. If it matches, you put it in the box. Didn't we learn that concept in kindergarten? Remember marking the picture that didn't match? So much for accountability. read more