Prisoner of UPS
Today I am a prisoner of UPS. My ipod mini FINALLY shipped after three months and sixteen days, and of course it’s coming the dreaded UPS, AND on a Friday. This means that if I miss UPS, I have to wait for them to attempt redelivery on Monday, and then only after that on Tuesday can I go clear to the other side of town, down a nasty road which has given M more than one nail in the tire, to the dingy, hot UPS warehouse to stand in line for more than half an hour to get my damned mini which I’ve already been waiting over three months for.
So I get up at the crack of dawn to be sure I am by the door lest I miss it. I can’t go anywhere. I’m a prisoner of UPS.
When I DO this, they come like 7:55pm and leave it on the doorstep. When I say “F*ck UPS, I’m going for sushi!“, they come at 1pm and put a note on the door saying they need a signature and they’ll come back on Monday, then the whole thing repeats again and I have to go thru the whole long drive nail in the tire stand in non air conditioned dingy dirty ups office thing on Tuesday.
Fun.
UPDATE: Yeahhhup. It came after 5, left on the doorstep unceremoniously. I really thought they’d have had a camera crew and a guy dressed up in a King outfit to hand me the long-awaited high in demand back-ordered gem. But no, a ring, a knock, and the sound of a UPS truck starting up. That’s fine. But if only I had known that I coulda been out doing stuff instead of trapped in my house. But… I GOT IT! It’s here! YAY!
UPDATE 2: Let’s see, it took a total of 3 months and 18 days from the day I ordered it for it to show up on my doorstep.