Our local post office has a final dispatch at 3pm. I guess that's because we're out in the boondocks and it has to go really far away for sorting and stuff. Still, that seems awfully early to me. I missed the deadline yesterday. The truck was driving away as I drove up to the post office. So, another day lost. Not that the package I was mailing was really all that urgent. I knew the time cutoff. I just convinced myself that somehow it wouldn't really matter.
I have this love hate relationship with the post office. I love the fact that they're tons cheaper than UPS. I hate the fact that their service is crap. I wonder, in a few years, when mailmen are replaced by robot drones, what the mail experience will be like.