The USPS can bite me.

I've recently received a notice from the USPS that our zip code is changing. Not just by one or two numbers, but by 3. For what? It's not like they recently added more land to the state of Connecticut. It's not like when cell phones came into being and we needed more area codes to help ease the burden (which I still don't get). Nevertheless, my zip code is changing, but I am going to be a stubborn pain in the ass and not adhere to it. Why? Because the fuckers are raising the costs of stamps AGAIN, even though people like ME pay bills ONLINE. I don't even use stamps. Maybe if they stopped carrying around so much shit -- marketing materials, credit card offers, coupons, etc. that go from the mailbox right into my garbage can they wouldn't need to pay so many salaries to people with bad backs who go out on disability from carrying too much shit around. So, I'm keeping zip code and if they get too confused, good. Less shit for me to carry to the garbage can.