On one of the postal routes near me, the regular carrier has Fridays off, so there’s a substitute on Fridays. I was taking a walk yesterday afternoon, and encountered this week’s sub as he delivered mail on the other side of the street. He was not happy.
He was muttering the whole time I could hear him, and none too quietly. At first, I thought he was talking on a mobile phone, but when it got to where I could understand what he was saying, this is what I heard, which I typed into my BlackBerry verbatim:
Fuck this. Fucking torture, putting the mail in the fucking box. Fucking pricks. They can give this fucking job to the [didn’t get the word]. Mother fucker! Fucking infested shit-hole.
And then I walked out of ear-shot.
Not happy at all!
Update, 12 Sep: See here to find out what happened when I tried to report this to the post office.