For the regular readers of this blog, you all know that I love living in Paris and am so grateful for this opportunity. Now, despite the rosy picture I paint here there are a few frustrations. The French bureaucracy is legendary and we’ve had a few run-ins but nothing compares to the infuriating French postal service. Here’s a rundown of the situations we’ve faced at La Poste.
1. Scotty has an application that must be mailed in and it’s due in a few days. In the US and the UK this generally isn’t a problem – you have to pay a bit more to get it where it’s going but it usually works out. Scotty gets his paperwork together, slips all eight pieces of paper into an envelope, double checks the US address, and makes his wait to La Poste. Twenty minutes and $75.00 (!!!!!) later the letter is safely on its way. Three days later the package is back at our flat, no refund, no explanation.
2. My dear friend Bethy asks for my address and sends me a Christmas package. How thoughtful! La Poste states that it was delivered on 23 Dec. Nope, it wasn’t. It’s lost in the system. Working on tracking it down.
3. We paid ($55.00) to have our mail forwarded when we moved apartments mainly due to the fact that I was still waiting for my paperwork for my French visa. Despite paying and filling out all the forms, not a single piece of mail has been forwarded and my paperwork was delivered to our old address. The landlord took his time getting it to us and it arrived on Friday. My appointment was on Thursday.
There have been other minor frustrations in dealing with La Poste, other fees, multiple trips to track down mail that’s supposed to be at the office. And at this point, I’m pretty sure La Poste owes us around $125.00 and a Christmas present.