Rite of Package
I live in a set of condos that has 20-odd buildings surrounding a "club house" containing the pool, exercise room, and management offices. Most frequented by me is the mail room, where I have my own lock box, indistinguishable from the scores of others save for a small number. These boxes are small and only nicely shaped boxes -- say, the size of a DVD case -- can fit comfortably inside. Even then, there'd better not be any other mail.
Larger packages that get delivered by the US postal service get shuffled away to a little room by the office. For the years I've lived here, fetching a package was as easy as stopping by the office during business hours. Upon my return after the holidays, there was a sign on the mail room door: "Beginning January 4, packages can only be picked up between 4 and 6pm weekdays." Kind of inconvenient for me, seeing as how I now had to think carefully about when to pick up my package rather than just toddling over whenever the spirit moved me. Ah well.
At the start of this week, a new sign appeared. "Beginning March 4, packages will no longer be accepted by the office." Gee, that stinks. I assume that means I'll now get a colorful piece of paper left in my mailbox, letting me know I have a package that can be picked up a specific local mail branch at such and such a time. UPS and FEDEX drivers tend to stop by my individual unit door, so those packages won't be effected -- unless I happen to not be home.
Is it really so tedious to handle packages for residents? I guess it must be. I figured having a set time to pick up packages was a good solution, consolidating all the requests to a specific period instead of having people trickle in throughout the day. It's even the maintenance man who does it, not the apparently-overworked front office lady. But no. This must be what it's like for people who grind their teeth and say "Things used to be nice here. Gas used to be a nickel!"
This is relevant to me because a package I ordered got delivered today to the office. I missed the pickup deadline because of lessons. Tomorrow, I could be at the office at 8am, but they're no longer giving out packages at that time. And I'll most likely miss the package hours again tomorrow. Good thing I don't have anything going on during the hours on Friday. I'll have to make sure I don't take a nap at the wrong time. If I do, it'll be Monday before I can nab it.
Larger packages that get delivered by the US postal service get shuffled away to a little room by the office. For the years I've lived here, fetching a package was as easy as stopping by the office during business hours. Upon my return after the holidays, there was a sign on the mail room door: "Beginning January 4, packages can only be picked up between 4 and 6pm weekdays." Kind of inconvenient for me, seeing as how I now had to think carefully about when to pick up my package rather than just toddling over whenever the spirit moved me. Ah well.
At the start of this week, a new sign appeared. "Beginning March 4, packages will no longer be accepted by the office." Gee, that stinks. I assume that means I'll now get a colorful piece of paper left in my mailbox, letting me know I have a package that can be picked up a specific local mail branch at such and such a time. UPS and FEDEX drivers tend to stop by my individual unit door, so those packages won't be effected -- unless I happen to not be home.
Is it really so tedious to handle packages for residents? I guess it must be. I figured having a set time to pick up packages was a good solution, consolidating all the requests to a specific period instead of having people trickle in throughout the day. It's even the maintenance man who does it, not the apparently-overworked front office lady. But no. This must be what it's like for people who grind their teeth and say "Things used to be nice here. Gas used to be a nickel!"
This is relevant to me because a package I ordered got delivered today to the office. I missed the pickup deadline because of lessons. Tomorrow, I could be at the office at 8am, but they're no longer giving out packages at that time. And I'll most likely miss the package hours again tomorrow. Good thing I don't have anything going on during the hours on Friday. I'll have to make sure I don't take a nap at the wrong time. If I do, it'll be Monday before I can nab it.
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