clint eastwood and the Millennials: My Mail Delivery Stopped, So I Fixed It With Common Sense. You Won't Believe What Happened Next.
So, like a modern-day Clint Eastwood, I walked down to the post office today, not to deliver a line, but to find out why my mail has been "delayed" for a week. Turns out the new delivery person can't figure out how to navigate a cul-de-sac. I asked for a supervisor. They sent out a 22-year-old with a clipboard who told me it was a "systemic routing issue." I looked him dead in the eye and said, "Son, the mail goes in the box. That's it. That's common sense." Fuming, I went home, took matters into my own hands, and built a 6-foot-tall, highly visible mailbox on a post right at the street curb with "MAIL HERE" in giant red letters. The entire neighborhood now uses it. The supervisor just called me a "unilateral actor." Make it make sense. Karen from three streets over says I'm a hero, but the HOA is threatening to fine me $200 for an "unauthorized structure." This is why we can't have nice things.