Rather niche but the fucking post office. I need to send an urgent important parcel abroad. So I went to the sorting office to find out they randomly close at 2pm. No problem, I’ll go to another sorting office. Travel 15 mins, Pay to park. Get to sorting office. Stand in queue, get to the till to be told that they can’t take my parcel as they don’t sell stamps?! Explain that I need to send parcel today and where can I go that do actually sell stamps/can take my parcel?
She says the next town. OFF I GO…
Get to next town, pay to park stand in the queue for 30 mins as they have ONE PERSON ON THE TILL. Finally get to the till, asks me if it’s going abroad. I say yes, she tells me I need to do a customs form for it. Quickly fill out form……
TO THEN BE TOLD THEY ARE NOT ACCEPTING INTERNATIONAL MAIL DUE TO A CYBER ATTACK IN JANUARY.
Desperate now so head to parcelforce. Get there, it’s looking good. They are accepting parcels. Want £36 to send a TINY parcel but at this point I do not give a shit. Weigh it, fill out customs form. I’m THRILLED. This parcel is leaving my hands and therefore my responsibility…..
Asks for my name- spells it wrong so have to correct him,
Asks for my address- not coming up on the system. Has to manually type it in. Gets the number wrong. Correct him.
Can I take your number- “yes, 8,7…”
Him: “double 7”
Me: no, 8,7
Him: so I’ve got 77
Me: NO 87.
Gets me to check my details. Name is still spelt wrong, address is completely wrong and my MOBILE NUMBER SHOWS 77.
Needless to say, this fella didn’t inspire the greatest of confidence and I’m within a whisker of having a stress related heart attack. So I take my urgent parcel back.
So, I’ve paid about £20 in petrol, £5 in parking charges and AN ENTIRE AFTERNOON TO NOT SEND A FUCKING PARCEL. Honestly, it would have been cheaper for me to hop on Skyscanner, get a flight and HAND DELIVER this bloody parcel!