well, ive been a postie for i week. and i have to say, its been freakin great! maybe for the first time ever, im actually enjoying work. and being properly paid for it (the oldies grumble about the pay, but they havent been in private industry for a long time. damn green grass over that fence
)
job starts at 6:35am. get in and start sorting mail. this takes a hell of a lot of time. the guys that have been there a while are like robots, while i fumble along. lunch time depends on how many letters you have that day (seems to be about 1000-1500). but 10:30am seems about normal. WAY early for lunch for me (and only 30 mins) but i can live with it. out on the road by 10:30-11:00. it was my first day essentially on my own today so i got on the road about 12! You are paid for a certain amount of time. If you finish early and no one needs any help, you can go home! obviously today wasn't one of those days. yesterday, because someone was helping me we finished at 1:30! i went and saw a movie (bourne ultimatum, bloody good!)
so far this week on the road we helped a guy in an electric wheelchair who was stuck. i was chased by a corgi! i almost fell off my bike laughing ( i definitely drew the long straw. one girl i know is doing a really rough area. she had a freakin attack dog jump a fence and chase her
) several magpies attacked me, and ive had a few lil chillen come out jumping up and down for the mail. thats a bit of a reward. so cute
one dissappointed little boy, upon not receiving any mail followed me to the next mail box to get that instead! daddy broke the news. not a happy camper that day!
oh, and it just so happens that im delivering to my own place! i better make sure im careful with the neighbours mail. dont want them complaining...