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Posted by Jay on November 1, 2005, 8:37 am
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banana wrote:
> >
> >banana wrote:
> >> HIS.borve.demon.co.uk> writes
> >>
> >> >I'd be grateful for info as to what electronic gadgetry is installed in
> >> >UK postboxes.
> >> >
> >> >How are visits by Royal Mail workers to empty the boxes logged
> >> >electronically?
> >> >
> >> >Presumably the vans are all satellite-tracked. But what gizmo do the
> >> >workers use to 'shake hands' with the gadgetry in the box?
> >> >
> >> >And what about 'business postboxes' - the ones for franked mail only?
> >> >Just try using your car radio near one. You probably won't be able to,
> >> >because of the electromagnetic interference.
> >>
> >> I've counted 11 replies so far, all of them content-free as far as the
> >> topic goes. I wonder how many of the authors even knew there was any
> >> electronics inside postboxes? (Well you know now, because I've just told
> >> you. Find the information hard to deal with? Well wait around until a
> >> postie opens the door and collects the letters). Or how many would have
> >> sufficient interest to try to use a radio in proximity to one of the
> >> 'business postboxes'?
> >>
> >> Responses from those with something to say - e.g. if you work for the
> >> 'Royal Mail' - would be very welcome.
> >
> >My old fella works for the P.O.
> >There are no devices. They scan a barcode at each post box, into a hand
> >held device. This lets the gaffers know when and which boxes are empty.
>
> Thanks for this. Also it lets them know what time the worker has visited
> the box. Are you saying there's only a printed barcode in the box...no
> electronic tag of any kind?
>
> Why is there so much interference on car radios close to business boxes?
He is sure of no devices, just called him. Just the barcode.
Gonna find out about the business boxes for you.
>
> --
> banana "The thing I hate about you, Rowntree, is the way you
> give Coca-Cola to your scum, and your best teddy-bear to
> Oxfam, and expect us to lick your frigid fingers for the
> rest of your frigid life." (Mick Travis, 'If...', 1968)
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