Be Kind to the Postman

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I have a pretty wonderful postman (woman, actually), who delivers the mail promptly and with no mistakes. I had requested mail pickup one day last week, but I was up during the night with tummy problems, so I slept right through my pickup time. She came to my home a few days later to see if I was okay and if she could take the packages. Today, she must have been off. A new gal came by and I went out to meet her to hand over some more packages to ship. Poor thing was complaining that it's taking her all day to get her route done and her manager is all over her back because it's taking her too long. She's very young and my heart just went out to her. The weather is bad, her load of mail is quite large and I can tell she's doing the best she can. Most of the neighborhood is working and they don't know what time she comes, so they can't complain. I don't care what time the mail comes as long as it does at some point. I gave her some kind words and off she went. I hope the rest of her route is better.