Royal Mail (11)

A good solid cunting please for the Royal Mail again.

This militant bunch of bastards aren’t striking for themselves you know – but for us (as I was informed by the local picket line today, when trying to collect a parcel). The only noticeable difference today was being fucked outside the depot, rather than in it.

Yesterday the postman on our business estate came with all his parcel cards pre written – didn’t even attempt to deliver and put through cards, meaning no bugger can get anything until Friday and he fucked off home early.

Gone are the days when Postman Pat waded through 30ft of snow to deliver a letter – he’s probably out on some picket line somewhere, having run out of women to nob in Greendale.

Let’s hope they all end up redundant and have to go to the Jobcentre – only to find that is on strike too.

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150 thoughts on “Royal Mail (11)

  1. I was forced into the T&GW when I was a teenager. The shop steward virtually forced me into signing up. The fat little militant cunt used to walk round with his chest puffed out running his fucking mouth and trying to pick a fight with management. Iโ€™m grateful for what unions achieved over the last century, but now they fight over scraps and hold the country to ransom. My one beef with the Royal Mail, was when I lived in UK all of a sudden my mail stopped. Not even a begging letter from little Umboko Mโ€™Wengweh. Turns out our posture thought his route was too big so he hid all the mail in the boot of his car. His punishment? Told not to be naughty again and put on a shorter route! Funny, but I thought tampering or hindering delivery of the ROYAL Mail was a criminal act!

  2. I recall a few years ago when the post was delivered by Royal Mail at around 2 to 3pm every day. But then (for some reason or another) T.N.T delivered it for a bit. 9am every day, regular as clockwork were the Dutch based service. The Royal Mail then upped their game. But after T.N.T stopped, the Royal Mail went back to their can’t be arsed schedule of old…

    I also thought it was a crime to fuck about with mail. But the cunt who delivered my stuff to the wrong house, and which was never seen again, just got a mild reprimand and is still doing the same round. They certainly look after their own, even if they are cunts.

  3. I think it all depends on the union involved and the individual. One union rep I had years ago was brilliant. A proper leader, who genuinely cared about and protected her wokers (yes, it was a bird). While another in another job (a bloke) was a self serving cunt, who was like Scargill on crack. There’s good and bad…

  4. RM are definitely cunts of the highest order, like the train drivers I don’t think they earn their money as it is, let alone deserve more.
    Used to have a mechanic working for us, he was a total contract waving cunt, who had inherited his county ways from his old man, who was a RM ex postie, union rep uba cunt, he was one of those cunts who wanted to go on strike if the coffee machine ran out of coffee,

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