Patience is a Virtue at the Post Office

I have a great life in Saratoga and every day I remind myself that I’m blessed.

I’m healthy with a wonderful family and neighbors and a successful career in high tech public relations. And let's face it. The weather rocks.

But despite being highly appreciative of my wonderful life, here are the three things that bug me about Saratoga.

1. PARKING IN THE FIRE LANES.  For many years, cars constantly parked in the fire lanes at Marshall Lane Elementary school and at the library. My message to law enforcement is, if the fire trucks can’t access the library or school because the fire lane is blocked, and the facilities burn to the ground, don’t say you weren’t warned.  The second message is maybe you can make some extra money by ticketing the offenders. I’ve never seen anyone get a ticket for this. This could be some serious city revenue.

2. PEOPLE CUTTING IN LINE AT THE POST OFFICE.  There are two lines at the post office, one for mail pick-up and one for regular activity. However on at least 10 occasions recently, the post office workers would let “regular activity” people bypass the regular activity line and cut in front of me or others. I complained once and the manager, a lady with dirty blonde hair got really mad at me saying my complaint upset the older people present and shame on me. I prefer paying the extra cost and going to Postal Annex at Riconada Shopping Center. David, the owner is always nice and he never lets people cut in front of me.

3. GARBAGE TRUCK DRIVER HAS BAD AIM AND TEMPER.  A West Valley Collection driver has knocked over at least one of my bins with his fork lift every week recently. The bins were at least two feet apart and packed properly. Despite this, he throws a “fist-pumping” fit every time he knocks it over, usually resulting in a new bin crack, and complains to his company that it happened and that it’s my fault. I think the driver just needs a new glasses prescription. I'd be mad too if my aim was that bad. Sounds like a case of low self-esteem.

However, I have realized that patience is a virtue when dealing with these minor annoyances and that I am truly blessed with my health and other treasures.

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