There is something in this world so rare and unattainable that without it, the end result 100% of the time has been either a referral of my name to a collection agency or a cancellation of one of my accounts. I rarely need this item, but when I do, no matter how hard I try I never ever succeed in acquiring it. I am sure by now you realize that this item is none other than the hated, despised, illusive, united states postage stamp!
Let's take a look back to 2007 when it all started. I received a document in the mail from the DMV advising me that I must renew my registration for somewhere around 55-80 dollars. I didnt feel like spending money on this nonsense at the time so I set the letter on my kitchen counter and left it there for a time when I would feel better prepared to deal with this situation.
About a month or two later, I felt ready to take a look into this registration issue. I had an option to send in a check, credit card information or pay online. I decided "pay online" would be the easiest choice and I needed my VIN number to do so. I promptly went out to my car to find it. I finally located this number about 30 minutes later and was exicted to go back to the DMV website and make this horrid payment so I would never have to face this again. This did not work out for me, I received many error messages preventing me from completing the payment. My other option was to mail in the payment and I needed two things to do so a stamp and an envelope, I had neither. Annoyed I set the letter back on the counter and left it there for a few weeks, I just kept passing it by every morning feeling frustrated.
One day I finally had some energy and decided to place the letter in my purse, I realized I could take the letter to work and find an envelope at work, if it was already in my purse I wouldnt forget. Well as it turns out that purse didnt go with my outfits for about two weeks later. At this point it was been about 3-4 months since I originally received the letter and I wasnt getting any closer to resolving the issue.
Somehow by miracle, I took the purse to work and happened to notice the letter in there. Exicted, I immediately rushed to grab an envelope. The return address prefilled on the envelope was Blue Cross Blue Shield as these are the only envelopes available. I needed to white out the return address and write my address over it. I found white out in my desk, but it was dried out. Therefore, frustrated again, the envelope went back into my desk for a few more weeks.
While I was looking for something else in my desk, I noticed the envelope with the letter and payment form. I decided to take control over the issue and tape blank paper over the pre-filled address and write my return address on top. Then, I went all the way downstairs to the stamp machine to get a stamp and finally drop it in the mail. Of course when I got downstairs I remembered they removed the stamp machine over a year ago.
I never saw that envelope again, but about 8 months later I got pulled over at the toll booth on my way home from work. I had no registration, and actually no inspection so I received some tickets. I was supposed to MAIL my plea back to the court ugghh!! here we go again.
Four months later I really did try to mail my guilty plea to the court. I filled out that ticket that is impossible to fill out with so little space, I asked a co-worker for a blank envelope and I went downstairs at to the stamp machine. Stamp machine still not there, I forgot again.
In an attempt to be responsible I had a few options-- ask someone for a stamp ( I already asked for an envelope), which really is not an option I would never want to be in the position of owing someone a stamp-- it would cause mass anxiety-- I could stop at the UPS store by my house and see that short miserable lady in her ski cap year round or I could stop by the post office two blocks away from my house that is opened until 6:00.
I chose the post office option and when I got there, I was overwhelmed by a line of 25 people! I looked for the stamp machine and couldnt find one. I had no choice but to go back to my car, I placed the envelope in my glove compartment and it stayed there forever.
Several months later my license was suspended, I pushed it for another few months but after a few close calls had to take a afternoon off from work to go to Rotterdam court on Princetown road and pay a 100.00 fine with an 80.00 surcharge.
I thought that was the end of ever needing stamp until 2008, when I went thru the NJ EZ pass with no EZ pass thing. To be honest I had no intention of paying the 25.00 it was a joke to me, until I saw on the news that EZ pass will send you to a collection agency. It seemed ridiculous to ruin my credit over 25.00, so I set out on a quest for a stamp. I wondered if there was one in my house, I know my boyfriend sometimes uses mail so maybe there were extras around, if I looked carefully. I checked desks, drawers, shelves, I really put in a respectable effort. It paid off I found one! I couldnt believe it !!Now I do not use mail much, but I know that stamps prices change quarterly. I went online and googled the price of a stamp, naturally I was 2 cents short, so I had a stamp right in my hand, but it still wasnt enough I needed a SECOND stamp. I didnt even know where to begin, I felt a wave of anxiety and helplessness. If I go to the UPS store I will see the hateful summertime ski cap lady and the post office will have a line as long as infinity.
As you may guess, about six months later I received a notice that my account was sent to collections. I didnt receive a payment coupon to mail back so at this point I am satisfied and will put it out of my mind.
In addition, since then I have had to mail some information to my car insurance. This time a bit wiser, I went online and signed up for stamps.com. The 15.99 a month fee far outweighs the stress I have endured. I realized at the end of registering for a one year membership in order to use this service, I needed a scale and other printing equipment. I didnt have this equipment! why would I? I just wanted to use mail without a trip the post office like they promised. Needless to say, I have been paying 15.99 a month, still no closer to accessing stamps and my insurance has since been terminated with a lapse in coverage.
There no way to rectify this-- please dont tell me to go buy a book of stamps, by the time I need those stamps I will need the second stamps to accompany them. The only way to stop the insanity is to hire an assistant, I am incapable of obtaining stamps myself.
oh my goodness, we are SO related! wow, i am just as iresponsible about this stuff, WHY is it SO HARD?
ReplyDeletei think your only option (other than hiring an assistant) is to come work near me! either in the Capitol, the LOB or the Alfred E. Smith building - - the AES building has a stamp machine and the Capitol has a "post office' but it's not really - and isn't scary to go to like real post offices...
... i think you need to get a new job in order to fix all of this.
AND THE DMV/TICKETS/EZPASS ALL NEED TO GET WITH THE TIMES AND MAKE EASY WEBSITES so we can just pay online and be done with it! UGH!
and, you reminded me, i have a speeding ticket i need to take a look at, now...
wow?? a stamp machine is still in existance? lol I have to see that -- and I would love to work by you, we could meet for lunch!
ReplyDeleteget that speeding ticket taken care of before your license is suspended!!!
i may or may not owe ezpass money, too! fml!
ReplyDeleteHAHA!! this shit must be genetic- it is impossible to take of all of it, I must have adult ADD
ReplyDeletei actually have diagnosed myself with this recently - i am working on a new "about me" section on my FB - coming soon - and you will see, i have a few different issues that i've diagnosed! LOL!
ReplyDeleteand, i wonder if we could get some kind of break since we've inherited this gene that will not allow us to us the usps and the like.