In which I apparently live in Pompano Beach
I have been having mail delivery issues. I put it on hold for Christmas, they apparently started it a couple of days early, and it wasn’t redelivered yesterday when it was supposed to. Naturally, I called USPS to complain, and they did the only thing they ever do – they started a ticket, and told me the local post office would call me back today.
They didn’t, so I called back.
USPS employee: The ticket is still in process, which means they’re still looking into it. If you don’t hear by tomorrow, call us back and we’ll start another ticket.
Me: *doesn’t understand how starting a new ticket helps anything, but knows that arguing with a customer service rep with a crappy government agency is an exercise in futility* Oh, ok. Could you tell me who my delivery office is, so I can follow up with them?
USPS employee: Certainly. *pause* Your local office is Pompano Beach, on Atlantic Boulevard.
Me: Uh, okay. Thanks.
Pompano Beach, I think; that doesn’t sound right. It sounds kind of tropical. But it is New Jersey, there are beaches, we are on the water – I guess its possible. So I check the list of local post offices. No matches. Check for post offices on Atlantic Boulevard. No matches. Hmm, I think. I google Pompano Beach.
Pompano Beach, people, is in FLORIDA. As has already been established, I live in New Jersey.
So I call back, and use their office locator to figure out my delivery office (the real one, which is the Bergen South branch on Martin Luther King in Jersey City) and call them. They’ll deliver my mail tomorrow.
To Jersey City, not Pompano Beach.