Long story short, I’ve been here ALL. DAY. waiting for them to redeliver a package they attempted to deliver friday. I was volunteering at school. Today, however, they said they’d attempt it again, but no telling me when. 9-5 they said. Greeeeeeat. Cuz, you know, I have nothing better to do than to be available to a 2 minute delivery all day long, errands and such to run.
Well, I had thought it would’ve been here by now, now being the time I’d normally leave to pick up my children from school. And hubby can’t do it. So grandma is, thankfully. Meanwhile, though, here I sit, STILL waiting on this delivery on *I* can sign for, with no idea of when to expect them to arrive. A prisoner in my own home, simply to sign for a silly package.
Oh, and if I wasn’t here today? They’d redeliver tomorrow. Tomorrow being a day that would literally be IMPOSSIBLE to be home for, with longstanding engagements and such that cause me to be out of the house on and off all day long. And if they attempted today, and tomorrow, to no success? They’d keep it at their office for me to pick up – almost an HOUR away! And since lil ol me can be the one and only to sign for it, guess who would have to drive all that way, kidlets in tow? You betcha. Me.
So uh, yeah, any day now Fed Ex you can show up, I’d greatly fricken appreciate it, numbnuts.
If ever there were a need for a clone of me, today would be the day. *snarl*