The basic impression I’m left with is that the postal workers of Philadelphia are on their last legs; emotionally, psychologically, you name it. My building has a new mail carrier practically every week, and a few of them came in, and just started screaming and swearing while delivering the mail. I found one of them in the little restroom down in the basement laundry room, he was down there for hours playing Candy Crush. Unless my building has something that post workers personally hate about it, then these people seem ready to break down.