Love, As Always, Pete

The Weekly Letters, by A. Pedersen Wood

February 14, 2014

Dear Everyone:

Update on the new-and-improved mail boxes here where I live.  The day before the new mail boxes were to be installed I just happened to encounter the Vendor who was going to install the new mail boxes.  He was stoically pulling down all the announcements showing the new locations and replacing them with completely different locations.

Say what?

Well, it seems the new Postmaster was, once again, figuratively, throwing his weight around.  The Vendor had just learned that the Postmaster, not satisfied with rearranging a mere portion of the mail boxes, decided to change the locations on all of the mail boxes.

So, if your mail box was in Location #1, it would now be in Location #4.  Location #2 has moved to Location #3, and #4 is now #1.

Why? you may ask.

Could it be that it’s more efficient?

Well, let’s consider.  The buildings were originally put in place, over 25 years ago, in clockwise order, lowest number to highest number.  And the original postal “service” assigned residential numbers in clockwise order as well.

The new mailbox locations are now officially in counter clockwise order.  Because the mail delivery truck travels in counter clockwise order.  So it’s more efficient, right?

Wrong.

I was curious just how much further away my new-and-improved mail box was going to be from where it had been for the past 25 years, so I took a counter with me and walked to the “old” location.  (Anyone who knits and/or crochets has at least one counter.  It’s a little plastic gizmo that advances one number each time you press the little plunger.)  At the “old” location, I encountered the mail carrier, who was spitting nails, figuratively speaking, about the new-and-improved situation.  She told me that all the mail was in the “wrong” order, since it was arranged the same way that it had been for over 25 years.

She also told me that the “last-minute” decision by the Postmaster to rearrange the locations was known all along at the Post Office.  The Postmaster just didn’t tell anyone else about it until the day before the installation.

Having determined how many steps there were from my front door to my “old” mailbox location (approximately 93, give-or-take a step or two), I went back to my front door and began counting steps to the new-and-improved location.  It came to about 180, or just about twice as far away.  And I ran into the same mail carrier again.

In fact, she was having to go around the complex at least three times in order to deliver the mail because, apparently, the Postmaster’s new-and-improved plan had not been communicated to the people who sort the mail for delivery.

So much for efficiency.

Speaking of efficiency, I discovered a “shortcut” to my new-and-improved mail box location.  By going behind one of the parking lots, instead of around, I found that I could shorten the journey to a mere 177 steps.  That’s an “improvement” of a grand total of 2%.  Or, looking at it another way, instead of increasing the trip to the mail box by 100%, it’s only a matter of 98%.

Unfortunately, in doing so, I kind of overtaxed the little counter and it broke.  Oh, well.

On the Plus Side, you might be thinking, I’ll get a little more exercise walking to pick up the mail.  Wrong.  Now I drive to the mailbox.  More accurately, if I’m returning from driving somewhere on errands and such, I now swing around to the new-and-improved location, park, get the mail, then drive to my carport, which is on the opposite side of the complex from the mail box.

And as for breaking the poor, little plastic counter, I now have an excuse to drop by the sewing-and-craft store to get a new one.  And, as long as I’m there, I can pick up some more yarn for crocheting.  With all the grand-nieces and nephews coming along there is a (perceived) need for lots of baby blankets, along with cozy cocoons, hats and itty-bitty sweater things.

There’s always a Plus Side, if you just look for it.

Love, as always,

 

Pete

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