Thirty years carrying mail. Sadistic supervisors. Customers peeking between curtains trying to catch their mailman reading postcards or worse. Trucks without traction in the snow.
Tiny mail slots and broken mailboxes. Scanning everything. Falling behind schedule. Dumb co workers. Sweating and freezing and getting soaked.
Being way over qualified. Having your ideas ignored. Union reps lacking skills.
Retirement.
Now spending time with friends and writing. Escaping the morass.
They could of at least give us discounted stamps.
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