I am more annoyed with myself than anyone or anything. Something new is coming in the post. I ordered it about a week ago and it has an Australia Post tracking number. Unlike other couriers, Aus Post don't leave parcels in the mail room. If we are not home, it goes to the post office across the road, or on one recent stressful occasion, to the post office down the road.
Had I just been waiting for the delivery, I would have been more patient. At 6.30am today it was well and truly within Aus Post's system. By 9am I received notification that it was on its way with a delivery for today. Attempted delivery at 11:18am. We arrived home at 11.50am. There wasn't a card in the letter box for collection late at the post office across the road, but the way things now work, I think the card comes in the mail the next day. Tracking had reverted to delivery next day, not today.
We both worked out that the parcel should be there. I went to the Post Office, not there. The Post Office is a curious beast. It was once run by a father and son and was in Domain Road, but that closed and the same father and son opened the post office in a new building across the road. The father disappeared from the post office after a bit, but the son remained. He then seems to have sold the business to a new chap. The new chap suggested perhaps the parcel had been left at another St Kilda Road post office, so I hopped on the tram to the post office further down the road. No, not there. The experienced post office worker looked up, drilling down deeper into Aus Post's internet system than I could. It is at the post office across the road from you, he declared. Maybe they haven't fully unpacked their deliveries for the day.
I went back to the post office across the road. The new owner searched high and low, but no parcel for me. He looked on the internet and he seemed unable to bring up the site the professional post office worker could, which clearly said the parcel was at the post office across the road. To be fair, the chap across the road did all he could, including printing out what I can see on my desktop and phone. The chap across the road then asked me if I saw what the delivery person was wearing, to determine if Aus Post worker or a contractor. Apparently, from what he said, one takes the parcel back to the depot and the other leaves it at the post office for collection. Have you picked up what I just said? Did I see the delivery person? I mostly likely did not as I was not home to accept delivery, so how would have seen him? Yes, always a him, never a her.
I wish I had never bothered with the unreliable Aus Post tracking and just waited for the card in the letter box. Australia Post is now officially rubbish, which I expect is what our current conservative government wants. We will find private courier companies do things so much more efficiently than the emasculated Australia Post. We won't march on the streets to save Australia Post from privatisation, because we now hate it. You must admit, it is a pretty good tactic by our government. It was used back in the 1950s and 1960s as electric tram systems the world over were run into the ground by lack of money and the slack taken by wonderful shiny new buses, which in time proved to be a failure and now cities are going back to street rail transport.
I could say I am fucking well furious at such incompetence, but as I don't generally swear, I will just say I am very cross with Australia Post.