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This is what Malaysians have to live with.  Why couldn't the letters be inserted or pushed properly INTO the letter boxes and be left to be soaked with rain water? The other scenario left much to be said of the postal service.  Letters are not delivered into our letter boxes but left on the gate. Don't the postman realise that there is rain to drench these letters or even the wind to 'send' these letters to other people's doorstep?

Maybe I am the only 'fortunate' one who had to bear with wet letters at my doorstep. A letter from my bank was soaked and was torn to pieces when I wasn't careful enough when opening the letter. Consequently, I couldn't even figure out exactly the content except for a few words here and there which eventually gave me a clue.

It leaves me to wonder what is the SOP for proper delivering of letters?
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