Monday, July 6, 2009

Malta Post?

I am so hopping mad at... Malta Post, or whatever it's called now. True, I have a habit of ordering 'things' over the web. They might be clothes, jewellery, bags, shoes, whatever takes my fancy. But that shouldn't be a problem because that's what Malta Post are supposed to do... deliver letters and parcels. But the don't. Malta Post? Try Kemmuna Post, or better still Filfa Post, because they really must think I'm as small as some gecko living on the piece of rock. They don't deliver anything to me. I suspect there is one sneaky postman who does it. He probably lifts my letter box very slowly for it not to make a sound, dips a blue or white or yellow piece of paper into it and then makes a run for it. If this is his idea of fun I'm not amused. I am one of those creatures who want something yesterday. So the thought of some of my purchases being so close yet so far, is not amusing. But then it's my fault too, because after calling Malta Post and telling them how infantile they are, I am not ready to file a report and have a postman's job revoked. Because I start thinking, perhaps the postman has a wife and kids and I don't want them to starve. I don't want them to look at their pockets and find that they don't have enough. I know what it means, I've been there. And I don't want anybody else in that situation, not even this sneaky postman. But perhaps one day I'll wait for him to deliver and give him a piece of my mind. He'll say, just as Malta Post said that perhaps my door bell wasn't ringing. But it is, it rings, and how. Funny thing this, when it's a postwoman on the beat, I get everything delivered to my door. I'm not sure how this makes men look. But it's so true, I know the postwoman by name and surname, because poor soul she has delivered so much to my door. And yet when it's a man, he's skiving all over. Shit. It reminds me of Kemmuna Airways. And I thought it was so funny then. Precocious Kemmuna Airways. Demicoli was wise beyond his time. But that's yet another entry on its own. Malta Post doesn't deserve to be au par with Demicoli, because he delivers. Malta Post doesn't.