strange things overheard at the PO

chnelomi

has anyone else heard the Ladies that lunch types discussing their husbands affairs. heard a few over the years that all seem to be in the same circle.
I swear that they all had the same mistress lol

alison999

lol @ this thread, where do you people live?!

dawn1

great thread , all i hear at mine is about everybodys aches , pains ect

juno

I heard an old man trying to withdraw cash from his account. He wanted about £50 or £60, but he wanted it to include one £5 note. He didn't want 2, and he didn't want any coins.

soolin

How about another one I overheard a couple of years ago (I am in the PO an awful lot!).Chap had wanted to cash a giro but had no ID and was refused at counter, as I got to the head of the queue he came back with another guy went back to the SM and said this is my brother he can identify me so can I have my money now please.

I have also seen someone asking about posting live fish...I was served before I heard the outcome of that one.

custardy

soolin wrote: »

How about another one I overheard a couple of years ago (I am in the PO an awful lot!).Chap had wanted to cash a giro but had no ID and was refused at counter, as I got to the head of the queue he came back with another guy went back to the SM and said this is my brother he can identify me so can I have my money now please.

I have also seen someone asking about posting live fish...I was served before I heard the outcome of that one.

soolin,you wouldnt believe what people assume is ID
think my best one was the guy who gave me a piece of paper with his car registration on it
said if there was any queries i could check "the" computer for his identity

frivolous_fay

strange things overheard at the PO

'It's ok, I recognise you, you've come into this post office about once a fortnight for the last 9 years, if you wanted a credit card, life insurance or savings account you'd have asked for one by now, right?'





Not really...
I live in hope

DoWhatULove-LoveWhatUDo

The smarmy manager at my local PO gives the counter staff hell if they don't "sell up" but he never ever ever ever wastes his own time offering people mobile phone top ups and pet insurance etc.

And he's the laziest most inept counter person to get. I've been known to let people go in front of me even after I've waited 45 minutes just so I can avoid him.

I send approximately 10 -15 parcels a month at the moment, and I always send them First Class Recorded. Without fail, if I get stuck with him, he always moans about how arduous it is and how I should get a franking machine instead of bothering him with this stuff.

And if I don't keep on at him he doesn't validate the addresses and print individual receipts for each parcel so If one goes missing I have to punch all the numbers of all the receipts into the tracker instead of just one.

And he talks to my chestal area and makes me want to go into purdah.

piratefairy

dawn1 wrote: »

great thread , all i hear at mine is about everybodys aches , pains ect

Same here, my local PO being part of a complex of OAP flats, doctor, chemist, cafe and co-op, and of course the PO..everyone seems to need to ask about the holiday of each and every SM, and giva an update as to how the latest grandchild or ailment is, gets a little frustrating whn you get in the Q at 4pm and miss last posting for SD!!

bo_drinker

DoWhatULove-LoveWhatUDo wrote: »

I've seen people treat the Post office as if it is a Souk and they should haggle.

One lady who was told at length how much each postage option cost for the large and heavy parcel she wanted to send said " Don't be so ridiculous. I'll pay a pound." And she slapped said pound down on the counter with a flourish

When the guy behind the counter helplessly repeated the postage prices again she fixed him with a steely glare and said something like "Young man! I am not accustomed to being forced to repeat myself. It serves no earthly purpose to continue to chant meaningless numbers at me as if you are some kind of Accountant parakeet. I have clearly stated the amount I am prepared to pay and now let's have done with it. There is a rather large queue of people waiting for goodness sake!" and with that she began drumming her fingers on the counter impatiently. The manager came over, then I got served by someone else and the last I saw was her being strong armed out of there by two security guards, still ranting, with her face all red and her hat askew.

Another extremely classy young lady when told that her parcel would cost £4.41 to post hoicked up her breasts and began sucking on her finger suggestively. She then asked the same poor young man if he could help her out by using a sticker with a lower price to save her some money. She said she'd "make it worth his while". The entire queue watched transfixed in fascinated horror. I think the poor lad wanted to wet his pants in terror.

He probably did :rotfl: