Worse Australia Post Worse

Nightmare day with Australia Post. I had received notification a week ago plus that a parcel had arrived in the post office box. I get there this morning and, no, the box is empty.

I walk in, show the bloke the notification and he goes off trying to ferret it out.

After trying this and trying that, talking around, someone says, “Julie you had something for xxx didn’t you?” being my box number.

,”Yes ” Julie comes over with a card. “xxx has been cancelled,” she says

After the redirection trauma, still in the works, now this. A cancelled box even though I had paid and had never been told otherwise or received a notice and indeed I had been getting parcels delivered.

She needed a sticker or name thingo to put on it and if the box has been cancelled the system doesn’t give her one.

After ten minutes with her, it seemed clear she needed senior help, as I told her I’d not received a renewal and believed I had paid for a year.

Then comes S. I was to her the problem. She came out all puffed up and declaring no recording is to be made. She never once apologised, and didn’t give any indication she apprehended the wrongdoing Australia Post had done to me, nor the vulnerability it had thrust upon me. What a bad attitude.

Anyway, it took maybe an hour and a half, or more, to get my po box open again. All thevwhile S made sure everyone knew I was the cause of delays by me hogging that computer terminal (i didn’t touch it) instead of the fact that the Australia Post system was the culprit if not her use of it.

A lot more bad action by Australia Post went down, leaving me feeling sick. As a consequence I think I will submit to authorities a legal complaint and S may well get a special mention.

Australia Post has no competitors.

UPDATE Saturday 18th October 2025

3.58PM. I still feel sick about my mistreatment by Australia Post and S and have all night and day.

UPDATE Sunday 29th October 2025

2.05PM Did nothing but backup in readiness to update the computer, feeling vulnerable and anxious and often sick with having to deal with Australia Post this week by return email.

Bumped into a little rugby mate in Moruya outside the toilets up from the pool, and had a chat. Good to get the mind off the arsehole treatment I got.

Back now at Waldron’s as the creep is in his car in town and I can enjoy the place.