Progress

I feel like the blonde who put a mailbox in her car to receive messages because she couldn't afford a cell phone. Only problem was, she never got any mail because her zip code kept changing?

The ranch hand moved from zip code 75758 to Andice (78628). However, the postmistress gave us 78633 as a zip saying the mail would come through Georgetown instead of Waco and thus arrive "sooner".

The ranch hand dutifully set about changing all things to 78633. Then the problems started:

1. The U.S. Postal Service sent notification acknowledging that my zip had changed to 78628 (not 633?).

2. Every time I gave the Andice address for computer entry with the "633" zip, the computer changed the town to Georgetown.

3. When you use a credit card with some machines, it asked for your zip code. You only get one shot and the machine then assumes you "stole" the card as you don't know the correct zip code (no sale).

4. I haven't been able to buy gasoline, book hotels, pay bills online, or do squat as I never know what account has what zip code.

Long castigated, berated, spat upon and humiliated, the Post Office never gets a fair deal. They deserve far more: to be criticized, reprimanded, denounced and ostracized.

At least there is one good thing about the Post Office -- it's over 200 years old and yet it's never been hindered by progress.

DAMMIT