I always have a difficult time of my lifes journey. Much more so than say the average person. Even when I try to do something nice like say get a Mothers day card for my Mom that seems to be fraught with backstabbing! I will explain please continue to read/
Earlier this week I mailed a card to my Mother. It was a great card too, this one I found at a neighboring suburb not too far from were I live at the local Safeway store. It was a pop up Wonder Woman card along with a little voice button that I thought Mom would LOVE!
The problem? Last night which would have been day before Mothers Day I called to ask Mom if she got her card.
She answered with a cold & dry ‘No’. I immediately went into slight panic mode & my mind went into about a thousand different directions! Mom then said that she sends her housekeeping woman out to collect the mail. THERE! Mystery solved.
The housekeeping woman I don’t like. I feel that she is well an interloper she wants to cling onto my Mother & act as though SHE IS the Daughter! Oh yeah, I don’t know about other races & cultures but in my culture? It’s highly toxic & the women steal from you.
I suspect that this woman is just like this. When I was last at my Mothers home which was on her birthday I got to meet the woman. But here is the thing, I wasn’t in the mood to be social I was only there for Mom & not the woman. All I was capable of was ‘Hello’ & anything that might have been construed as a brief conversation. She kept wanting to be included into everything kind of like how a child might want to be. This got on my nerves. I mean hey, this isn’t an episode of the Brady Bunch and she isn’t Alice!
Back last November which was the last time I was at Mom’s house I really made no effort to be friendly, I just wanted to keep my distance, I just didn’t want to really talk to her. She is too young, too immature, and way too needy. Besides this housekeeper has her OWN FAMILY!
So it didn’t get off to a good start, and quite frankly I really didn’t care. See, I feel that you can’t be nice to everyone in the World. And I already have trust issues especially with people of my own community.
So Mom didn’t get her card, and from here on out I will now need to send anything I mail
Major Update everyone pls read further! My Mother just called me. It seems that my Mothers day card that I originally sent to her? Accidentally got mailled to the WEST part of town. My Mother lives in or near Central part of town.
But here is what really gets me. This speaks volumes about the type of service one gets AT THE POST OFFICE! I say this because I have been sending Mom cards for well over a few decades now! The staff at the post office? I’ll be blunt especially ones that work in the back seem like a motley bunch of people and I’ve watched YouTube videos were employee’s secretly tape what goes on. When I say disgruntled the Post Office definitely comes to mind!
Question my WordPress friends: Isn’t that is why we PUT the zip code on all of our correspondance?? Correct me if I’m wrong but the difference in zip code from the West part of town & the Central part is very different.
So glad I never worked for the post office.