Monday, Dec.13, 2010, 11a.
I pulled into a parking slot at the post office and noticed a brown UPS truck backed up to the dock. The driver was pitching packages into a canvas bin and I thought, “What’s wrong with this picture?”
I walked over to the rear of the truck and recognized the driver; he delivered parcels to my home several times.
I was in a minor state of shock and couldn’t come up with anything except, “I don’t get it.”
Driver, “That makes two of us.”
Me, “You guys deliver to the post office?”
Driver, “Yup, UPS made a deal with USPS. We let them deliver packages that are cheap rate, no insurance. Supposedly both parties make money.”
Me, “So when I send a package UPS how do I know my package is being delivered by UPS or somebody else?”
Driver, “You don’t”.
I said, “Merry Christmas,” and walked away shaking my head.
I still can’t believe it. It just doesn’t seem right.
Dell
I pulled into a parking slot at the post office and noticed a brown UPS truck backed up to the dock. The driver was pitching packages into a canvas bin and I thought, “What’s wrong with this picture?”
I walked over to the rear of the truck and recognized the driver; he delivered parcels to my home several times.
I was in a minor state of shock and couldn’t come up with anything except, “I don’t get it.”
Driver, “That makes two of us.”
Me, “You guys deliver to the post office?”
Driver, “Yup, UPS made a deal with USPS. We let them deliver packages that are cheap rate, no insurance. Supposedly both parties make money.”
Me, “So when I send a package UPS how do I know my package is being delivered by UPS or somebody else?”
Driver, “You don’t”.
I said, “Merry Christmas,” and walked away shaking my head.
I still can’t believe it. It just doesn’t seem right.
Dell