I just got a tracking notice for a package that’s being sent USPS and then is when tracking tells me it will be delivered.
I had to google 12:00 a.m. because I didn’t know if it was midnight or noon. It seems as though 12 a.m. is midnight. I am about 99.9% certain the mail is not going to be delivered at midnight but . . stranger things have happened.
That’s something I’ve never seen before. Obviously, I don’t order enough stuff or I would get more mail and would probably have seen this! 🙂
But, really . . be kind to the delivery guys. For places that get dark really early, they’re spending a lot of hours delivery after dark. For places that have ice and snow, they have a rough job, especially this time of year so, let’s all try to be extra kind to them.
Here, only the Fed Ex guy who comes is the same. We see several different UPS drivers, some ladies and some men. I think we have the same mail carrier most every day and the Postmaster at our little post office is very nice. I greatly appreciate all of them. They bring such happy packages to our house. 🙂
Susan says
I hope it wasn’t at midnight!
judy.blog@gmail.com says
It isn’t here yet. Tracking says it will be here by 9 p.m. Bottom line is . . it will be here when it gets here and I hope, for the sake of the delivery guys, it’s here well before dark so he can go home and have dinner with his family.
Carroll W. says
Yes please be kind to the delivery guys (and girls). My son was a FedEx driver for several years in a relatively rural state and he had many scary experiences delivering in the middle of nowhere, sometimes in the dark. He also had to maintain a strict schedule which was difficult in his territory. Those people work really hard.
judy.blog@gmail.com says
They do! When we lived in Texas, we had a long, dark driveway and no lights on around the house. This time of year, the delivery folks would sometimes be there near 10 p.m. Sometimes it was young ladies. I told Vince . . there is no way I’d go driving down my own driveway and get out and walk up to the house at that time of night by myself but to be a delivery lady doing that . . scary. We were nice people (still are I think) but you never know what kind of people are really in those places.
Since we hang out downstairs, we rarely see our drivers unless we’re outside when they come. They drop things on the porch and are gone before we even know they’re out there. They aren’t here to visit so that’s fine.