Thailand Postal Services

Exposed

As a frequent visitor and part time resident of Thailand, I’m often asked about the reliability and honesty of the Thailand Postal Services.

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Unless you want to go to the added expense of sending mail or parcels by registered Thailand postal services from Thailand or from your own country of residence, there is the very real possibility of them becoming “lost in the mail”

While it’s far from me to suggest that there could be a hint of  any form of dishonesty associated with any of the services provided by Thailand Postal Services or for that matter any Thai government run departments,   “accidents” do happen and the following is an example of how and why!

“Bluey” was an Australian bloke of around 47 from the  “out  back” of Chinchilla in south west Queensland who Thailand postal serviceshad just returned home from visiting Thailand for the first time after a particularly nasty breakup with his estranged Australian wife of 23 years. (Anyone born in Australia with red hair is invariably nicknamed “Blue” or “Bluey” for reasons which still elude  me even after living down under all my life.)

Bluey’s Encounter with Thailand Postal Services

It was Bluey’s attempted and unsuccessful use of the Thailand Postal Services which prompted me to write this post as a warning to those who mistakenly believe that all postal services are created equal.

Now Bluey had fallen in love with a lovely little unique Thai girl of around five feet in height with straight black silky hair and which cascaded down to her waist and the  most gorgeous dark brown eyes whose liquid gaze it was said had melted the heart of Colonel Gaddafi on one his secret visits to Thailand.

She’d been working in a family orientated bar known as the “G” spot as a cashier in Nana Plaza in Bangkok when he met her and told him she was only doing it to support her dear old invalid mother who lived far away in a tiny village just east of Pak Dat Bong in the Issarn province of  Som Wer Not Der which had virtually no access to the outside world and certainly no Thailand Postal Services either.

On his return home after spending 3 weeks in the blissful company of  Gy, (ngoo-ung, Thai for turkey) Bluey was awakened at 2am just 3 days after his return, by a phone call from his new found love who was in tears of distraught sorrow after she’d learned that her dear old mom’s only possession, an aging buffalo had had it’s rear leg completely severed and she was desperately in need of 10 thousand baht to have it stitched back on.

It seemed that the poor half blind animal had inadvertently wandered onto the road where a ten year old novice monk doing some freelancing for Thailand Postal Services had run over it on a motor cycle with no tires, leaving the animal to suffer while he was last seen disappearing through the gates of the local Wat yelling and screaming like a demented banshi with the severed leg firmly tucked under his arm.

Now it never occurred to poor Bluey being half asleep and blinded as he was with love and lust, that such a feat as sewing a buffalo’s leg back on would at the very least require micro-surgery, and the chances of finding a vetinary surgeon remotely capable of carrying out such an operation anywhere outside Bangkok 1000 kilometers  away, would be nigh on impossible.

So, being good mates with the local post master and having brought exactly 10 thousand baht home with him in readiness for his next trip, he awoke the poor fellow  and convinced him to send the money by ordinary air mail at first light when the postie truck did the rounds to pick up the mail which was driven out to the  local air strip and loaded onto a plane bound for Brisbane from where it was then flown into the waiting hands of the Thailand Postal Services in Bangkok.

Knowing in his heart he’d done the right thing, Bluey waited another 4 agonizing days before he received the phone call he’d been waiting for from his dear tirak, which hopefully would alleviate his anxiety. However, instead of the warm and welcoming voice he’d become accustomed to and expected, he was hit with a tirade of half English half Laos  abuse which put his estranged wife’s semi-subdued  naggings to utter shame and left him reeling in disbelief and confusion.

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It seems that when his little darling had received the envelope which had contained the cash through the Thailand Postal Services delivery system, it had been neatly slit across one end just wide enough to be be able to roll the notes into a cylinder small enough to pass them through the slit and be virtually unnoticed at a casual glance.

Now Bluey, being the compassionate and understanding dolt that he was, understood his little turkey’s distress in having the buffalo’s leg kept on ice all that time, and with ice being so expensive, was able to forgive her former tirade and agreed to send her a further 15000 baht to cover the ice expense but this time was wise enough to have his bank deposit the money directly into her bank account vowing never to be so stupid again.

What he was not able to fathom however on his next trip when she took him home to meet Mother, was why the very healthy looking buffalo who’s life he had saved was happily grazing away on the neighbor’s veggie patch across the street from the local Wat, showed no evidence of having ever undergone any kind of distress or surgery.

Bluey vows to this day that she had never deceived him but just to be on the safe side, would never trust the Thailand Postal Services again!

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