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  a notice recently arrived 

telling me the stamps i’d ordered online

 from the post office this past summer

were finally arriving in my mailbox

it had been so long

 i’d forgotten about them

told me what day they’d be delivered 

then they weren’t there

even though

they were marked as ‘delivered’ online.

they were not there all week

went to the post office

i have the nicest mailman in the world

but wanted to see if they could find them

woman at the desk

said i had to request a refund on their website

after navigating through

using the tracking code

filling in all the blanks 

it responded

“not eligible for refund as it was not insured.”

read it a couple of times

wait, wasn’t it coming from them to me?

weren’t they the post office, the ones who i was buying them from?

weren’t they supposed to deliver them to me?

wasn’t that their one job?

my mailman said he’ll check all the boxes nearby 

but i fear they are lost in the abyss.

next time i’ll ask them to please insure their own product before trying to send it to me using their services.  

“and then she had to fill out so many forms she forgot why she had come and what she had left behind.”

-amy tan

post office.


Ochopee has one 131-mile mail route that serves more than 900 residents. The mail route covers deliveries in three counties and includes delivery on the Miccosukee Indian Reservation. The tiny building used to serve as a storage shed for irrigation pipes for a tomato farm but was pressed into service as post office after the Ochopee general store/post office was destroyed in a fire in 1953.

“another success is the post office, with its educating energy augmented by cheapness and guarded by a certain religious sentiment in mankind; so that the power fo a wafer or a drop of wax or gluten to guard a letter, as it flies over sea, over land, and comes to its address as if a battalion of artillery brought it, i look upon as a fine meter of civilization.”

-ralph waldo emerson

stand up for the u.s.p.s





credits: patrick riley, naples daily news, luke franke, orlando sentinel



 shoutout to the post office

for supporting my love

of letter writing, shipping, and receiving

they are my heroes

even on a less than perfect day 

here’s to them for keeping it going

in spite of everything. 


“postman’s bag is always heavy because it carries the life itself:

it carries all the sorrows and all the joys, all the worries and all the hopes!”

-mehmet murat ildan



you’re probably familiar with the postal credo of not letting rain or snow or sleet interfere with duties. in the south pacific ocean nation of vanuatu, that guarantee extends to being totally submerged underwater. welcome to the world’s only underwater post office.

island postal officials debuted a deep-sea post office adjunct in 2003. tourists to the collection of more than 80 islands can dive roughly 10 feet (about 3 meters) down near hideaway island to discover a staffed aquatic postal station.

waterproof postcards and stamps purchased on dry land can be mailed via the sea, with visitors alerted to the window being occupied by a flagged bob in the water. (if not, they can drop mail off in a separate slot.)

vanuatu clerks can even postmark the correspondence, substituting ink for an embossing device that proves it’s in transit. the cards can then be sent internationally.

if the idea of conducting mail transactions while snorkeling isn’t extreme enough for you, vanuatu also offers a drop-off box situated on an active volcano on mt. yasur.

“i get mail; therefore I am.”

– scott adams



credits: mental floss, lonely planet, j. rossen

return to sender.


i recently made halloween cards

for all of my grandies and nieces

and sent them out early

to make sure they arrived in time

imagine my surprise 

when i opened my mailbox

and found a letter 

that i had sent out  

a day earlier

only to have the post office 

deliver it back to me

instead of sending it on ahead

somehow they had managed

to process it on the back of the envelope

and decided that my return address sticker 

was where it should be delivered

i often wonder about their logic

and am pleasantly surprised

when things actually get

to where i had intended them to go

 i will try again tomorrow 

and tell them that it should go

to where the mailing address is

on the front of the letter.

“you know you’re a fool when what you’re doing

makes even the post office seem efficient.”

-joshua cohen



when i went into the post office to mail something and buy stamps

i was approached in line

by a postal worker who tried to help out and save me time

by offering me stamps

“i have some pretty flowers or american flags available.”

i must appear to be a feminine and/or patriotic gardener

it was a nice gesture but i chose to wait a minute and select my own

when i made it to counter and the postal worker opened her book

she offered me hearts and flowers

(is it my lavender body lotion?)

i asked to look through the book and chose the two above –

jimi hendrix and jfk

she looked at me, nodded, saying

“interesting combo.”

interesting does not even begin to describe them.

“genius is essentially creative;

it bears the stamp of the individual who possesses it.”

-madame de stael

cold calling.



Would You Live in an Antarctic Penguin Post Office?
Applications soar at post office in Port Lockroy, Antarctica


Job location: A soccer field-sized island in Port Lockroy, Antarctica.

Job duties: Process 700,000 pieces of mail, teach 18,000 cruise ship visitors and monitor 2,000 stinky penguins in less-than-ideal conditions.

Sound like a dream job? If so, you’re not the only one—officials at the U.K. Antarctic Heritage Trust say that they’ve received over 1,500 applications for a job at the “Penguin Post Office,” up from just 82 last year.
The BBC reports that the post office on Goudier Island has “comfortable” living conditions, but the lodgings aren’t exactly hotel-quality. With no power grid, heat or hot water, limited communications and 24-hour daylight, applicants must be willing to withstand harsh Antarctic conditions to apply. In return, they will receive a $1700 per month stipend and spend the summer as the stewards of the island’s thousands of gentoo penguins.

For over a decade, the island has been home to a wildlife study aimed at collecting environmental data about how humans impact penguin populations. But though the island is popular with cruise ship visitors, it’s carefully regulated to protect the penguins, and the entire eastern half of the tiny island is off-limits even to post office protectors.

  When this year’s four winning applicants take possession of the island from November through March, they’ll take their place alongside the 4,000 scientists who study in Antarctica throughout the summer.


credits: smithsonian.com, eric blakemore, bbc, pbs

is it us?



or does anyone else

see the irony


a 10-minute limit

for parking

at a post office?

why do they

threaten us

with an



(maybe having to work a shift there?)

if we are

still parked in their lot

after 10 minutes

and then

force us

to stand in line

for 45 minutes?

the federal government spends millions to run the Postal Service.

i could lose your mail for half of that.

– pat paulsen

credits: many thanks to my boyfriend, marc for sharing the ironies in life with me.

the lost art of finding my lost art


recently, i ordered a painting online from an artist i’ve admired for a while and i really looked forward to finally having a piece of her beautiful work up on my wall. within hours of my order, amelie personally responded with a thank you, told me she lived in poland,  said she’d post it the next day, and that i should plan to receive it within a week’s time. i happily awaited its arrival. this was where things began to take a turn. 

true to her word, within a week, i arrived home and found a ‘you were out when we tried to deliver your package so you missed this chance and now we need to come up with another plan’ note from the post office, stuck to my door. the choices offered on the note were that i could check a box to have my package redelivered and left in my door, or i could pick it up at the post office. i went with the pickup at the post office option. 

the next day, i waited in the long line, made my way to the front, and presented the woman at the counter with my note. after looking in the back, she came out empty-handed and announced, ‘funny, we can’t seem to find it. maybe it never made it through customs.’  i replied that i thought it was odd because it obviously had made it here as it was ‘almost delivered’ the day before.  her response, ‘well, maybe it will get delivered to your house tomorrow or it will turn up back here. if you don’t get it tomorrow, call us or stop back in.’ 

the next day: still no package. i went back in, stood in line, got to the front, gave them my note again, all with the same results –  no package to be found. they called the manager of the branch to the front who she said she would look into it and do her own investigation, as she could not figure out where it could be, told me to give it a few more days. 

in the meantime, amelie emailed me from poland to see if it had arrived safely, and i told her it had been here, but was now lost. she wondered if said if perhaps her english wasn’t good enough because she didn’t understand. i assured her that i had a pretty good command of the english language and that i did not understand either. 

in a few more days: still no package. i went back in and this time, the post office said, ‘hmmm, this has happened to a few other packages here, i think the night guy just likes to clear them out of here and sends them on. i’ll check into that. do you have any insurance on your package? i’ll let you know tomorrow what i find out.’

the next day: ‘oh it’s you again. let me get the postmistress to help you.’ she comes out and this is our conversation:

pm: for some reason it looks like they’ve forwarded your package on. do you have some other address or a forwarding address of some sort?’  

me: ‘no i do not. i have lived in my house for 10 years and have no reason to forward my mail anywhere.’

pm: ‘well, for some reason it’s been forwarded, though we can’t tell where, probably downtown, and because it will get there with no forwarding address, it will be forwarded back here. we’ll call you when it gets here, it should only take a week or so for it to get forwarded back here.’

me: ‘so, are you saying it was forwarded somewhere but you don’t know where or why and because i don’t have a forwarding address it will be forwarded back here and somehow find it’s way back here to you?’

pm: ‘yes.’ 

the next week: i went in, brought my tattered note, and waited in line one more time. upon my arrival at the counter, the postmistress appeared at the counter, retrieved my package from the back, covered in postmarks and stickers, with no further explanation. i went home with my painting, emailed amelie to tell her it was in my hands at last, and assured her that her english was just fine. 


how the postal workers at the counter appear. everything is under control.


what is really going on in the back. their system is up and running.


when it all gets to be too much. where some of the lost mail goes missing.