vernon
Harder than Ronnie Pickering
- Location
- Meanwood, Leeds
2679444 said:Even women posties?
No. They go green with envy.
2679444 said:Even women posties?
Thanks for the tread title by the way. Hover fly read it and is now washing up while singing it, to the tune of a well kown sea shanty.
Thanks for the tread title by the way. Hover fly read it and is now washing up while singing it, to the tune of a well kown sea shanty.
Great, that's going around and around my 'eadThanks for the tread title by the way. Hover fly read it and is now washing up while singing it, to the tune of a well kown sea shanty.
Stick it up his back passage.
Sackable offence, even if you have a sign that instructs them to do just that, leave it in the greenhouse round the back. Off loading it onto someone else however means that their targets are being met.I take it you did take it to the right address? Also, what was the recipient's excuse for not picking it up? Finally, you chucked it without even opening it? (You could say you opened it in error like my parcel), what a wasted opportunity potentially! Where is your imagination, your curiosity??!!
Personally I just wish they would leave parcels in the greenhouse round the back or similar, but they never do.
I've had it since Monday. Bloke said he'd popped a card in to say I had it and I believe him. Believe him because this is the third and probably last parcel I shall take for them.
The first one I kept calling round with but no one answered and they were in, I could fekkin see them! In the end I left it next to the milk and did a rain dance out the drive.
The second one took a similar turn of events but with slightly less neighbourly enthusiasm and I eventually collared him going to his car. Walked back into the house to get the parcel and turned round to find I was nose to nose with him in the hallway. It wasn't like we'd been introduced beforehand or anything, so I was kind of expecting him to still be on the doorstep not trying to tango down the hall after me.
This one is sat in the porch, as I don't want him trundling down the hall surprising me again but I haven't been around this time. I'm playing the waiting game except I'm not very good at it.
So, what to do.....?
I dropped a parcel I'd taken in round to a woman down the road, when I saw that she was in. She asked me if she needed to sign for it, clearly not recognising me, despite the fact we'd lived 5 doors apart for years. I'd even admired her breasts all those years but I suppose she wasn't to know that.
Putting a note through the door and telling them they have a couple of days to collect it and then it goes on the doorstep may well work, but if they don't come Porcel Farce have your signature. So maybe you'd be liable, having accepted it in the first place. Next time you'll know not to take it in!
Either having a nap or feck-arsing about on CycleChat is my guess.It's gone. I saw two of the little aliens outside the house and figured the door must be open, so rushed out parcel in paw and handed it over to Grandma. Apparently he called on Friday, dunno where I was at the time.
Either having a nap or feck-arsing about on CycleChat is my guess.
Saw a bloke ranting at a postie going 10 to the dozen holding a soggy box that had been left out in the rain. After he'd stopped postie pointed to the Yodel mark. Bloke just walked off with postie laughing.In defence of Royal Mail it was DPD.