UPS and downs
Thursday, Jun. 12, 2003 - 7:20 p.m.
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Around 12:30pm on Monday the UPS guy stopped by in an attempt to delivery a package. No one was available to sign for it so he left a message on the machine saying that he had a package for me and would try again at the same time tomorrow � a.k.a. Tuesday. Tuesday came and went without a word from the UPS guy and I KNEW I hadn�t missed him because there was no message saying he had tried again and I waited in the house alllllllll day for him � I didn�t even take a shower that day until after Justin got back from school to take over my �waiting for the UPS guy" duties. Finally on Wednesday around 1:00pm I called UPS and they did a search to find out where my package was and what had happened. The important part of the conversation went like this: him: Yes I see that the first attempt WAS made on Monday... me: Right, I got the message saying he was here and that he�d try back at the same time on Tuesday but he never came... him: I�m showing here that a second attempt WAS made on Tuesday... me: I find that hard to believe because I was home all day waiting for him and I never got a message, missed package slip, or anything... him: It says here the package was undeliverable because the recipient name didn�t match the address... me: Excuse me? him: Yes, you moved� me: I�m pretty sure I didn�t� him: Well, your package is being held at the office there in Duluth�would be able to pick it up? me: Do I have a choice? him: No, not really...would you like me to give you the address and their customer service hours? me: Yes. him: The office is located at blah blah blah etc. and their package pick-up hours are Monday through Friday from 8-9am and 4-6pm� Nice fucking hours huh? Anyway, we couldn�t go that day because the car was being held overnight for repairs (that would be an entirely different slice that I�m not going to write because cars are boring) so we went tonight to pick it up. We arrived at 3:45pm and you guessed it, the door was LOCKED and remained that way until exactly 4:00pm. I went into the tiny office with four other people that were all carrying LARGE boxes they needed to have sent out. I squeezed my body up to the counter, handed the clerk my photo ID, and informed her that I had a package I needed to pick up. She started looking through her spreadsheet of various package listings and then asked me, �and when did you ask to have your package held?� I informed her that I didn�t but that the UPS guy was under the [false] impression that I had moved and that the dude from the 1-800 number told me to come here and get my package. After several minutes of flipping through a stack of papers, going to multiple rooms that were beyond my view, and asking a fellow employee she FINALLY found my package and I signed for it. Then I asked if I could have my photo ID back�she laughed and said, �Oh! I suppose you want that huh?� To which I dryly said, �yes.� It took her another 30-45 seconds to find it and I FINALLY had the package and got into the car. We got home and I excitedly opened the box because I could tell by the box that it was a wedding gift off of our gift registry. We discovered that it was from a friend of Justin�s and we thought it was really sweet of this friend to take the time to send us such a nice gift. What was this nice gift you ask? A box of broken CorningWare that we now have to drive to a store and return... |