took a run over to the post office in POP last afternoon, to see if a letter sent by my son had arrived. i gave the lady my full name, and she opened a cupboard sort of thingy, and looked inside. then she opened a second. and a third. then she went around the back, and i cannot speculate about what she did there, because she was then out of sight. she then came back and announced that the letter was not there. kinda strange, since it was sent in the middle of December.
the question i have is this; have Dominican authorities not yet heard of the revolutionary and futuristic idea of sorting the units of mail alphabetically, and putting them in a compartment that has a corresponding letter? i mean, ever since i was a child in the caribbean, there was a section on the wall with compartments that were lettered. if you told the postmistress that your name was Joe Blow, she would go to the compartment labelled B, and look for it there. she would not go looking at every piece of mail to find it. once a week, every compartment was checked to make sure that some dimwit had not placed Joe's mail in the box labelled "R".
what is taking these guys so long to get into the 19th century when it comes to mail delivery?
the question i have is this; have Dominican authorities not yet heard of the revolutionary and futuristic idea of sorting the units of mail alphabetically, and putting them in a compartment that has a corresponding letter? i mean, ever since i was a child in the caribbean, there was a section on the wall with compartments that were lettered. if you told the postmistress that your name was Joe Blow, she would go to the compartment labelled B, and look for it there. she would not go looking at every piece of mail to find it. once a week, every compartment was checked to make sure that some dimwit had not placed Joe's mail in the box labelled "R".
what is taking these guys so long to get into the 19th century when it comes to mail delivery?
