About two years ago my wife and I had a tangle with the post office. Our regular lady letter carrier was very nice. She would stop to talk with my wife and kids in the front yard when she put our mail in the mail slot in the front door. One day she told us she was being removed because a carrier with seniority requested her route. Our neighborhood is a nice older neighborhood with no street side mailboxes and several elderly ladies. In January the neighbors and my family received notices that we had to put mailboxes up by the street. In January. With frozen solid Indiana ground. Riiiiight! January through April is also my busy season (being a CPA), so we called the post master and he said it would be no problem waiting until the end of April to put it up. We started to notice later into February that mail was sparse. When my wife saw our letter carrier passing through she tried to catch him and find out what was the problem. She spoke to him saying we haven't received mail for about a week or so. He started yelling at her saying it was more like a month and he wasn't going to deliver it until we put up a mailbox. He had been keeping all of our mail and not delivering it. When I talked with my wife on the phone, she was in tears. We ended up having a special delivery from the postmaster bringing all of our mail in a bundle to our house. The postmaster said this guy was complaining about dogs. We don't have a dog. Anyway, the month of May passed and our neighborhood now has street lined mailboxes so our lazy carrier can sit on his fat butt and not leave his car. To this day I constantly notice magazines and advertisements with broken seals delivered to our box. He sits on his lunch hour reading my Dillon Blue Press, Natchez, or American Riflemen. Anyway, I thought I would pass on my post office problem story. This guy is the only a-hole letter carrier I've run into, so I figure I'm doing pretty good.