US Post Office

"Times they are a changin'."The service under the new manager (2019) is not what it used to be. The postmaster is impolite and not accommodating at all to those of us who are in the outer reaches of his jurisdiction. Who wants to know his name, like it always was when we were on a first person basis with our hard-working postal workers, and people waved to strangers on the highway (literally). He has suggested basically, we moved out here so its our tough luck. Where did they import him from? Amazing, there are still folks like us who choose to live in a vanishing wilderness. He thinks nothing of having us drive to Sonoita 50 miles round trip for an oversized package (sometimes, in our case, perishable live items that cannot be left in a boiling mailbox or on the shelf in the post office). For twenty years we could request the packages be brought out and given directly to us at the mailboxes, which are already three miles down a rough dirt road. They didn't have to waste any time. If we missed them so be it, it was our tough luck. Nobody was slowing them down or asking them to work any harder. All they had to do was answer the phone and put the packages in the truck. Sorry, we can't be part of the effort to turn Sonoita into a convenient suburb where most of the houses look like they should be on the coast of Connecticut, and where people only have to drive several miles to pick up their oversized packages. All us rural folks are asking is maintain the great service we've been used to for decades. You keep raising the prices, don't you? Be helpful. Be kind. Be polite. Some of the nicest folks I've met in life were postal workers and some of us older folks have come to depend on what was once a great institution. Now don't go postal on us! You hear?