Heavy costs and debt but safer car tyres, Australia Post interaction bound to reflect as much inaction as the degree of energy I put in trying to get corrective action, official engagements about homelessness as traumatic as they are comforting, with comfort being the result that may not last. And an appointment with a GP that is untethered to any experience and could help or assist my need to get a new and better one.
Overcast and thankfully not desert sun hot. Woke at 2.30AM and so it’ll be a long one.
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.
Slept straight through to 4AM. Woke feeling a bit stronger. In Batemans Bay now to see the banks when they open regarding lost statements. Cooler southerly in the dawn which was jyst gorgeous but warming now.
Absolute abomination and horrific behaviour to leave me vulnerable.
I organised mail redirection and paid, then as weeks passed I saw I wasn’t receiving mail.
Long nightmare short: Australia Post admitted the Batemans Bay store should not have given me redirection. The compensation offered is from where I sit an insult.
Australia Post has left me vulnerable and I didn’t know until today.
I’m going to pursue legal action. Awaiting their next response.
Absolutely shocking and reprehensible.
This is a joke, made for suckers so people don’t take action against them.
Didn’t work. Proper action happening.
UPDATE 6.23PM
About Bodalla sf rest area. A van in the adjacent spot had a friend in his adjacent spot who, with him in his van, talked at a level I could hear and it was nonstop. They left but came back, I was trying to paint after being shocked by Australia Post and she visited him and talked again. Very strange and not a good portent. Anyway my skin was crawling and I couldn’t take another minute let alone all say, afternoon and night. I had to de-isolate myself too,feeling terrible, weak and vulnerable. So I left.
Arranged an appointment with Anglicare which I visited to do so. Need a human being who cares.
The creep I noticed was at Riverside Park so I got here to Waldron’s early, about 2.45PM and been sweltering and worrying ever since.
A van pulled up and the vehicle has parked not 4 feet away. Just the sort of disrespect I don’t need. Fucking unbelievable.
Apart from me and one other person farther up, the entire rest area is empty.
UPDATE 7.29PM
Dog barked if I slid my window, tv going, some sort of constant machine like an air conditioner, so I started the car and drove 30m to where they should have parked and everyone else does. Forced out of the spot I was in first. Gully omposed upon, couldn’ttake it.. And the fucking place is empty.
