I can't for the life of me figure out why the Post Office has such a hard time making ends meet...
Setting aside the fact that it took a week for the forwarding process to begin, you and I might look at a package needing to go from Taylor to Northville and envision something like the following:
A fairly basic 28-mile trip, right? We're not the experts though. Clearly a parcel needing to make that brief journey should be routed via the Pittsburgh suburbs. The 531-mile voyage makes it more... I don't know... meaningful, or whatever.
And then it gets to Allen Park a couple of days ago (for God knows what reason) and it's missent? What in the hell does that mean? I don't know man. I got my damned cigars eventually, but I still can't figure out why these geniuses aren't making money hand-over-fist.
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