Oh god, you should have met Tubby La la, aka Chippy, who was the exact opposite. Every time he was given a priority package you could guarantee that if he saw you, or anyone else he knew for that matter, he would definitely stop for a nice long chat whilst POB. And if by chance he failed to bump into any of his colleagues on his way to deliver he was sure to make up for the lack of conversation by deciding to buy a pie instead.
He was one of the reasons why controller Alan's hair fell out.
I saw the title and instantly thought of the Chipster, although nanu's beaten me to it. It was even worse when he DIDN'T have a package on, especially if you were reading a book or the paper. I sometimes think he was on a personal anti-literacy crusade, the lovely tubster.
Bill - I need more stories about Jeff: the guy was such a class act. It's hard to believe the same space could contain John The Bastard and Californian Jeff.