File this under the general heading "Crazy Shit Happens to Kirstin":
I haven't gotten any DVDs from Netflix in the past two weeks, which is very frustrating. After the first week, I thought that they'd been lost in the mail. I reported them lost to Netflix, so they sent replacement discs. I didn't receive those either. When I thought about it, I realized that I hadn't received any mail in a while. A quick phone call to the business office of my summer gig confirmed my suspicions: the post office is forwarding my mail again. I didn't tell them to do this, nor did they tell me that they were going to resume forwarding my mail. You can see how this would be a problem. So, I marched down to the local post office to complain for a second time (as they didn't stop forwarding my mail, despite directions to do so, until I went and complained at the beginning of August). No apologies or reassurances that the problem would be resolved soon. The supervisor merely made a few notes and disappeared into the back room. I stood at the counter for a few minutes before I realized he wasn't coming back.
This whole thing makes me feel a little crazy. Obviously, the post office, the cause of my problem, feels that I am the one with the problem. I don't have my DVDs, New Yorker, bills, letters, etc. I am sure that the lovely people in the business office will forward whatever reaches them eventually, but a) who knows when and b)it might get sent right back to them. I don't know what to do. I sent an email to Netflix asking if I could receive a partial rebate for the month, even though it isn't their fault that this happened. Unfortunately, I can't boycott the post office. I need to send and receive mail. Currently, I am a little more concerned about the latter. So, if you've sent me a letter and I've not responded, this is the reason. I am sorry.
9.01.2005
Posted by K at Thursday, September 01, 2005
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