Attached you will find a copy of the email I received confirming my official USPS RMSS testing appointment:
Job Posting Number: SP120441 UPDATE 718
Exam: Exam 718 Computer Skills Test
You have been scheduled for the assessment on the date, time, and location listed below:
Date: 04/28/2015
Time: 7:30 PM
Location:
ATLANTA (ROOM B)
1000 Circle 75 Parkway, Suite 720,Circle 75 Office Park
Atlanta (Room B), Georgia 30339
Driving Directions:
You must park on Level P-2 in the parking deck.
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Let’s see if this is the right address? Yep. And I’m arriving 30 minutes early at 7:00 pm on 4/28/15.

Now let’s see if I can find the P2 parking deck? Yep. I found it and parked as instructed.

The next test will be whether I can find the elevator button to the 7th floor. Yep. Up to 7 I go.

The elevator doors ominously open to Suite 780 blocked off and under construction.

But I need Suite 720, 710 is on the way. A selfie to prove I was there on the right floor at the right time.

Now on to Suite 720 so I can begin my official USPS test that management forced me to take my vacation time to take. Here it is.

Dang it! Perhaps evaluating the applicant’s determination is part of the test? Just in case because USPS management can be tricky, I had better take a peek around the curtain.

Yep. Now I know for sure I’m in the right place. Because who else could screw up something as simple as contracting out computer tests that could be taken in house for less cost to the Service and less impact on the employees?
Also attached is a copy of the email I sent to the link on the confirmation email at 7:15 pm informing them no one was there and asking what I should do.
Of course, there was no response to my email asking for help because if anyone actually cared, there would have been a phone number I could have called if I had any problems.
Never forget, the USPS is run just like the military. But not the American military. The USPS is run like a division of the Russian Army.
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