The Royal Fail

A small parcel, second class sorting office level cunting for the non-delivery service that is the Royal Mail please.

I was at work and missed a parcel delivery earlier this week. The Post person Card left through the the door said ‘something for you’.
Two parcels, but only collect if you have to, due the the Chinese bat flu. Try and arrange a reschedule on-line.

As I work close to the sorting office, I thought I would venture there the next day before going to work. Rather take my chances with the virus than logging into the Royal Mail website. It was early, which was good as they have changed the opening time 7am to 9am only. Due to CVD19 apparently but not mentioned on the card, However this was Wednesday, and yup, they are closed all day on a Wednesday. Says the sign in the fucking doorway, when you get there.

Logged in later that day and managed to reschedule. Actually quite straightforward.

On the day of delivery there’s a knock on the door of Cunty towers and I spy there is package left on the door step. Only one, so I collar the postie ‘scuse me the card says two items’….

‘Hmmmfh’ is the reply, ‘did you request two on the re-delivery?’

Yes….. And here is the calling card proving two items….

Hmmmmff, Rummage in bag…. Oh yeah. Here it is.

Nominated by: LeonardoDiCunty

25 thoughts on “The Royal Fail

  1. Oz post is the same, lazy often poor English speaking sub contracted post offices and deliverers that shove an illegible pre written ‘you weren’t here’ note into your letterbox. My local is run by the most polite, professional and well spoken colonial Indians, yet I’m forced to collect anything from the much further away office of indignant obstructive and unintelligible Malay and Chinese cunts

  2. The problem is, if you don’t use the Royal Fail, then who do you use? UPS? DPD? They’re all cunts in my experience.

  3. The street I live on baffles anyone from Royal Mail but our regular postie who works 4 days a week, the other 2 days it’s a complete lottery as to where your post will end up.Our regular postie has even taken understudies out with him to explain the numbering system round here yet they still can’t get it bloody right.

    We have 2 blocks of flats next to each other on one side of the road has a number allocated to the building and then the 12 individual flats in each block, on the other side of the road there are houses, all with even numbers. So if you live in Flat 4 in block 2 your post could end up at 4 different addresses in the street. However it’s only the Royal Mail reserve posties who get confused by this. Couriers, Takeaway deliveries and Tesco get it right all the time.

    Thankfully I’ve got to know the people who often get my post by mistake, it’s a case of having to or I would have missed letters about Jury Duty, Council tax increases and a birthday card with 20 quid in it.

  4. One of the puzzling things I find, is when you take a normal standard envelope in, with just a sheet of A4 inside, and ask for it to be sent”sign for” they always put it through the Perspex thickness guide, when it’s fucking obvious it will go through with room to spare. Utter cunts.

  5. One of the puzzling things I find when visiting the PO,is when you take a normal standard envelope in, with just a sheet of A4 inside, and ask for it to be sent”sign for” they always put it through the Perspex thickness guide, when it’s fucking obvious it will go through with room to spare. Utter cunts.

  6. No problem if you live in the country. Great Posties, very obliging. Look after the cunts at Xmas. City dwellers I presume have to put up with all sorts of shit.

  7. I worked there in the massive sorting office in Manchester when I left school for three years. It was good back then. Time and a half overtime. Double time Saturdays. Triple time Sundays. A good set of mates, a steady pace on the job and a free pair of steel toecap boots. And we did the job well.

    Now (I still have mates that are still there) I am told it is not the same. Staff have to fulfill ‘targets’ and are timed like rats in mazes. They want so much done each day and instead of good job being done it is now rushed and the care once put into it has been lost.The place is also now full of Parking Stan Lees and Booshka Dooshkas and peacefuls get special treatment. Even the postmen are now cunts. In my day we would never have left rubber bands all over peoples’ driveways and on pavements. Now they are scattered all over the roads after (yet another 2pm) delivery. I admit it is a disgrace now, but it wasn’t always this way.

    • We often get our post after 5pm. Not really bothered as there’s very little, ie nothing, that is time-sensitive.

  8. I have a post woman who has the inability to ring the door bell. I get a card saying we tried to deliver a package and you weren’t in. I fucking was you cunt! I’ve been working from home for four months! This shit happens all the time with Royal Fail but none of the other courier companies. I think the bitch fills those cunting cards in before she leaves the depot so she can knock off early.

  9. I recently bough a new Yamaha keyboard on line because the previous, 20 year old model, finally died. I had the choice of having free 2-3 delivery with Royal Mail, or paying £3 for next day delivery with DPD. I paid the £3. Much better service. The keyboard arrived at 9:30 am and was in perfect condition. Unlike the parcel I received from Royal Mail last year which, despite me paying for next day delivery, came 3 days later, and was beaten up to fuck. The item inside it was damaged and had to be replaced. I had to take Royal Mail to the small claims court before they would admit liability. They’re a bunch of cunts.

    moderated ‘cos you spelt your name wrong – no worries I fixed it for ya – no charge – admin

  10. I ordered a small part for my washing machine and paid £4 to have it special delivery 3 days guaranteed, it took six days, ffs and when I tracked it it just says dispatched..cunts of the ultimate calibre…royal mail? Get to fuck..cunts

  11. Ring the bell, leave the parcel on the doorstep and fuck off. Amazon couriers are experts at this as am I at claiming I haven’t received my parcel. Two for one! Anyone want to buy a Litmans stethoscope? I have two.

    • Amazon? Perfect job for grown up kids who like to play ring the bell and run away!
      Royal Mail? Privatised, jobs cut, services cut, broken up into various parts to avoid liability and taxes, lousy counter service run by lazy untrained idiots who have no idea what customer service is.

  12. One of my sons works in a RM warehouse. He says it’s more a less a given that the British/Booshkas have to work at one speed and our asian fellow countrymen at half the speed as if any manager is brave enough to challenge them that a mumbled ‘this is raciism’ is enough to make said manager think again.
    Ahhh, yet another joy of diversity.

  13. They are Royal Fail.Utterly useless.We can’t find your parcel come back tomorrow.Does my head in

  14. Goggle Postmen stealing letters. The fuckers 99% of the time get suspended sentences and community work. Honestly fellow cunters it’s a pattern of stealing and getting let off…

  15. I bought some stamps for work purposes, online at the Post Office Shop. Never turned up. When I asked for my employers (local government) money back, was told there was nothing they could do i.e. my hard luck. Curiously, when I told them my next call was to our legal team I magically got my refund. To ice the cake, about 2 days later the stamps turned up 😁

  16. My local sorting office is open between 8.30 and 12.30 on weekdays. Ideal for anyone with a job.
    Luckily i’m at home at the moment but when working it is a pain chasing up my deliveries, especially as the cunts no longer deliver saturdays.

  17. I ordered 250ml of 3in1 oil from eBay.
    It took a month to come – 1st class.
    Meanwhile , I’d gone through the dispute on eBay , been refunded , and had the seller’s account suspended – with him claiming that there was a crisis in Liphook , and that people are dying down here. What a hoot.

    There’s a joke there somewhere about greasing the wheels , but I can’t be fucked.

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