I resolve this year to blog a bit more regularly (not difficult given how lazy I've been recently)
I also resolve to stop exclusively picking on customers. To this end, I'm going to start revealing some of the boneheaded decisions and business practises of Royal Mail and Post Office Ltd. Frankly, in this year gone they've managed to go from minor hindrance to major fucking hassle.
Despite what you may assume after reading this blog, I mostly enjoy this job.
No, honestly.
But dealing with the fuckwits and lazy twats that seem to work for Royal Mail and Post Office ltd have utterly drained the life from me.
It's got to the point that I'm seriously thinking about jacking it all in and doing something easier and less frustrating instead. Collecting oiled up earthworms with chopsticks would fit the bill. It would also be significantly less pointless than some of the stupid tasks we have to do in this job.
It's little wonder that this company has been losing money for years. The Post Office has been ignoring the fact that out main source of income (pensions) are dwindling due to the fact that old people tend to keep snuffing it and younger pensioners (it makes sense) are actually capable of having a bank account which they can have their pension paid straight into. They've also failed to modernise while drawing out the inevitable closure period for far too long (more on this in a later post).
And as for Royal Mail, well, it seems that the best way to get promoted to management is to start as a postman but fuck it up as much as possible. Be slow, mis-deliver mail, turn up pissed, whatever. As long as you don't steal any mail (or get caught stealing mail) if you express an interest in management, you're there! Despite management knowing full well about all of these shortcomings. Presumably the rationale is that at least as a manager, they're not doing any real work so it doesn't matter if they fuck it up. This may also explain why they have about three times as many managers as they really need.
Do they offer any support for postmasters? Do they fuck! I've been here for nearly five years now and have not been offered any training at all regarding the sorting office. Actually, that's a lie. I've been offered training several times. On each occasion though, either it's been cancelled at the last minute or the manager has just not bothered turning up. Excellent!
Rest assured though, I'm still going to lay the cuss on the customers as well. Unless by some miracle, they all suddenly become polite, reasonably intelligent and pleasant smelling in 2009.
Fat chance.
Happy new year.
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