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I reckon I'd fucking love being a postman. Stick some podcasts on. Nice fresh air. Perfect.
You turn up, resplendent in blue, pick up your pre-sorted mail, deliver it to your eager subjects, and dawdle home.
No-one's ever been resplendent in one of them.
then go out on your route for 3-4 hours
until the incredible weight of the bags they'd send him out with eventually caused him spinal problems. They did everything they could to sack him rather than let him retire with ill health but he was a union man and stood his ground. So he got his pension but lives with near constant debilitating back pain to this day.
Might c+p this into the class thread.
on nice days and on nice routes it can be amazing. out in the country on lovely bright mornings walking through trees and whatever.
reality is though more of the time you're walking round in the pissing rain, with bags that are much heavier than they're allowed to be, people having a go at you coz something didn't turn up, twats trying to nick parcels out of your bikes, getting lost, getting constant hassle from dogs.
basically every cliche you've heard about postmen is true.
running around inside computers and internet tubes passing emails around
though i mis-spelt that as fairy farmer first time out
maybe being a fairy farmer would be good
i just had soup
What's that got to do with it?
It's no walk in the park.
(Unless your round happens to traverse a park.)
The posties are mostly geriatric old racists who are Unioned up to the hilt and are pretty much unfirable. Whenever they go on strike she has to deliver the post herself, which she says is actually quite fun. So yeah, go for it.
and I can wow everyone with how much of a capitalist I am, so they don't need to worry about me holding them to ransom.
they're pretty fireable - they just have to do something worth a firing. Which is probably fair.
He said it was exactly like this - go for it!