or as they say in the world of County Government, The Mailroom runs the Agency.
And that's how it seems to be. That's how it's always seemed to be all the years I worked at this particular agency. Now, no one would admit this because how embarrassing would that be for an Agency Director?
Here's a few examples to explain things to you.
This is the door to the mail room. The
The rules are simple......just because the door is closed, and you are forbidden to knock, doesn't mean you can call us or email us. It's not our fault that you have a binding contract that has to be postmarked today. And no, we really don't care that you can't predict when an earthquake will hit, or a mudslide happen. The mailroom is not responsible for acts of Mother Nature! WE AREN'T GODS!
This is they guy who makes the rules. He has worked in the mailroom for 33 years and knows his stuff so don't even try to plead with him for a favor.
These are his helpers who distribute the mail. In a pinch, you can usually locate them by finding out which floor or department is having a potluck, baby shower, birthday or retirement party. These guys can sniff out food within a three mile radius.
Now, I don't work there anymore.....I retired over a year ago. I have friends there and I like to send birthday cards to them. Oh sure, I could send them to their homes, but I don't. One reason is because they like to shout out "Oh lookie, Grandma J sent me a birthday card!" and then someone else will say, "Oh wow,
Yeah, they still remember me. I even make arrangements to go to the blood bank with my old donor buddy when I visit.
I know the rules and I know the mailroom opens all mail
looking for money, for security reasons. And then they have Security check it out.
So, I put a message on the back of the envelopes, and of course my name and return address is on the front.....what I'm saying is....they know me!
My last birthday recipient, Xeroxed the envelope and emailed it to me saying, "Once again, the mailroom accidentally opened the card you sent." This is it! Gosh darn it, I miss those mail guys! Big time!