Axel Poetzinger Review of DPD
With DPD, I'm always in trouble.
With DPD, I'm always in trouble.
Either only a card is thrown into the mailbox, even though someone was at home, and the card is then filled in absolutely incorrectly, so that you don't even know what's going on. Or there is a ring, and if you do not react as quickly as possible, you can find the shipment in the mailbox or even a card, and you can then find out where the shipment is now (the trouble of ringing at neighbors to get it It was not even possible to store the shipment at the agreed storage location (apartment door on the ground floor).
All of this is always wonderful to understand what the courier did and what not.
DPD is "unique" here. "Service" is almost unknown here.
However, one should not neglect the fact that it is DPD's responsibility to train the employees and also to structure the workload so that a messenger no longer knows where to go first because of the many packages. And all for a mini wage.
More specifically ... the problem lies only with the parcel carriers; it is primarily up to DPD itself.
Let me see that I had to take a deep breath of my anger at DPD!
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