I Hate Postman

Postman. A respectable job. A job where people work very hard everyday, rain or shine. But I do not respect them from now on. They gave me the impression of being unprofessional.

As expected, the postman was in front of my house in the late morning. However, his job seemed different today. It seemed the postman had something for my house to receive. The normal thing to do is to call for somebody inside the house to come out to receive the thing. That was not the case today. The postman kept honking at the house. What a noise pollution to the residential area! Inside the house, of course I was thinking who the hell was the stupid fella that kept honking without stopping.

The moment I could not stand anymore for the noise, I went and looked through the window. Oh my god! That was a postman sitting on the bike holding a rather big envelope with the blue-red slanting stripe border. I rushed to open the door immediately. By the time I wanted to reach for the postman, he rode away already. What a dismay! God Damn It!

I got to admit that it was partially my fault for not being quick enough to receive the thing because I should have gone up to check what was going on from the first moment the postman started honking. However, the postman was completely at a bigger fault. Taking honking as the course of action was an unprofessional behaviour. Then, if it's something for my house to receive and nobody took it then the postman should have left a card so that we could go and retrieve the thing. No card had been left. How stupid!

I have been expecting something from USM so I am worried that the thing the postman wanted to pass on is from them. Now, I do not even know where is the thing. I do not even know will I ever receive the thing. And most importantly, I do not get to know whether the thing is from USM or not. Being in this situation, I got to say thanks to our beloved postman. Remember that, a BIG thanks to our MALAYSIA POSTMAN!!

MALAYSIA BOLEH!!