It was only after I had paid for my stamps and was about to leave that Alan explained the worried expression on his face:

“Some of us are going to lose our jobs.”

Alan was right: postal workers across the United States are being let go — about 30,000 of them are getting buyouts —  because the postal service is in deficit and it needs to take drastic action.

This news made me sad not only because I use the postal service more often than most, but because it made Alan sad.

Mailbox by mrjoro

Alan and I started to get to know each other about six months ago, after he noticed that I had visited the post office five times in four weeks. He told me it wasn’t normal for people to use the postal service that often, and I told him that I was okay with not being normal. He knows the names of all my friends (last week, he remarked that I hadn’t sent a letter to my friend Jen in a while) and is up to date on everything going on in my life.

Going to the post office isn’t something I do every week just because I’m running out of stamps. Instead, it’s my excuse to say hullo to Alan, to catch up on how he’s doing, to hear all about how fast his kids are growing up. Alan is my friend, so when I saw the worried expression on his face, I knew he wanted to talk about what was eating at him.

It’s obvious that the postal service is in trouble: mismanagement and bad business decisions has made the service incredibly vulnerable in a time where email and other forms of communication are reducing the need for sending regular mail. At this point, the USPS is struggling not to thrive, but to survive; survival in this case means cutting costs, and part of that is cutting jobs.

Alan’s job is expected to be safe, but he’s not sure about his fellow colleagues at the post office. While it saddens him to know that some of his coworkers will be leaving, it saddens him even more to know that there’s really nothing they can do to make it better:

“In the end, it all comes down to one thing: most people don’t send mail anymore.”

I asked for Alan’s address that day before leaving the post office. I’m going to send him a letter telling him that while most people might not send mail anymore, I’m not most people. And that I’m glad he’s my friend.

It may not solve the woes of the postal service, but hopefully it will help wipe that worried expression off his face, if only for a few minutes.

(Photo by mrjoro.)

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