To the editor:
Once upon a time, there was a smoothly run, efficient postal service where management and employees cooperated. Workers were promoted from within, and your supervisors knew the town and the employees, creating an atmosphere where pride in the job mattered.
Then almost overnight the postal service was invaded by aliens who took control, appointed androids to rule with iron tentacles and bully and micromanage humans into submission. Having spoken to other humans it appears the invasion was nationwide.
The androids were cold, insensitive and robotic, showing no desire to cooperate with the native species. They impressed their handlers in the mother ship by filing miles of bureaucratic paperwork illustrating their eagerness to crush any resistance. They then advanced their career and moved up the ladder. The mother ship in the meantime was busy cloning future androids to replace those moving on. The ultimate goal of each android was the holy grail, to be an android postmaster! Meanwhile, the humans lost pride in their work, constantly being harassed and insulted, resulting in service that is not the equal to what it used to be.