Life No matter what's happening in the rest of the country, postal workers are still on strike in Liverpool and have been for the past fortnight. It's the first time in my memory that there's been an all out stoppage of this length and to be honest it's become a tad frustrating. Even though we're apparently in the digital future replacing many of the functions of postal communications, there are still packages and bills and cards stuck in the system somewhere. It seems very odd to me that one of our most vital services can simply stop like this, brought to a halt in this way.
Having worked for a service which was vital to the local people which was near to strike action I can understand to some extent why the strikers are doing what they're doing -- and oddly enough ours was because of a change in working patterns brought in at the last moment. But we all decided that the last thing we wanted to do was withhold service -- we still turned up for work even though it wasn't under the new shift pattern which management had requested. We were taking industrial action but at no point did we stop serving the public. We did threaten to do that but fortunately everything was sorted out before that could happen.
Anyway, hopefully as the two sides meeting now will see eye to eye and everything will get back to normal (or as normal as things get around here). I have a vision that by the weekend we'll open up the post box and it'll be filled with all the post we've missed, my dvds from Lovefilm, the bills, jiffy bags, the newspapers we have on subscription, the mailings from museums and theatres, more bills, and heaps of junk mail with offers that are out of date and vouchers that can't be used. But I know it'll just dribble through. But at least it will be there again.
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