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The paranormal adventures of a male carrier. A story in three parts.

I'm a male carrier. I know. Super interesting, right?

Honestly, you'd be surprised that the amount of weird shit that happens to us.

For those who don't know, contract carriers are male carriers who buy a contract for a male route

that is typically in a rural area the fancy male jeeps cannot traverse. So we use our own vehicles

to deliver the mail, and we are paid monthly based on what type of route, how long the route takes

on a day-to-day basis, and what the post office themes as fair. Technically, we are self-employed,

but we still have to abide by the rules of the post office, and we still have to become

certified to even touch the mail. But of course, being in the areas that we are in most of the time,

that kind of weird shit I mentioned above still happens. Those things happen to me when I was a sub.

Someone who works for a contract holder, but does not own the route in any way. I was paid by

the person who owns the route out of their pocket. Now, however, I am the somewhat disgruntled owner

of a 10-year route contract for the first time. I've owned the contract for about seven months.

It's a pretty easy gig. The route itself takes about two and a half hours to case,

sort the mail for delivery, and another good three to four hours to deliver on a good day.

Five to six on super heavy days. I'm not looking forward to seeing what the holidays are like

on this route. Thing is, before I got the contract, I had no idea what I was bidding on.

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