The US Postal Service clearly needs better help.
I ordered a birthday gift for my wife through Amazon. For some reason they sent it certified mail and it required a signature. Of course, when it was to be delivered I was out running errands and instead I got a card saying that I needed to pick it up in person. So I stood in a line that didn't move this morning, presented the card, showed my ID and guess what? The idiot clerk told me, "Sorry. This is for J. F." your ID says Gillian. Sorry."
"J is for Jill. It's short for Gillian."
"Is not for you."
"Yes, it is. I don't spell it 'Gill', because people would pronounce it wrong. I spell the short version with a 'J'."
"Sorry, J. F. needs to pick this up."
"That's me. If you won't give it to me, go get your supervisor and have them explain this to me."
*supervisor comes out after 5 minutes or so*
"What is the issue here?"
"I just want my package. Let's see, I clearly had the key to my mailbox, got this card out of it, followed instructions, went to pick it up, showed an ID with the right address and last name on it, and explained that Jill is just short for Gillian. What is the problem here? My dad is named William, but he goes by Bill with a 'B'."
"No problem. Sign here."
Damn, I'm glad my legal name change went through. I'd sure hate to have tried to pick it up with my old ID. *facepalm*