UPS = Unprecedented Shit

I was supposed to get a delivery today… it was three things I’d ordered from Costco.

I was happy that I didn’t have to go pick this stuff up and that they actually have delivery, but then I ordered the stuff online, I don’t know if you can get delivery in the store.

Anyway, I was at work this morning, checking my email cuz I wasn’t too busy, and I saw that the delivery was scheduled for today. I thought, ‘holy crap’, cuz I didn’t know if my snookey was going to be home all day (or part of it even) and so I arranged with my boss to go home at 11:30 this morning and prayed that someone had been home if the delivery came already.

Well it hadn’t come, so I was lucky. I checked the UPS website to see if they had any time for delivery, and all I saw was that it would be delivered by the end of the day and that delivery times were up to 7:00 pm, but they could be late.

So I had an appointment tonight but my snookey was home and when I got home, UPS still hadn’t arrived, around 6:00 pm. I checked the website again and it said that one thing was still scheduled for delivery, but the two other things were in the UPS warehouse.

Huh? In the warehouse? Weren’t they scheduled for delivery by 7:00 pm? Didn’t I come home from work just so I’d be here when they got delivered?

So I called UPS. I talked with Elise to find out what that was all about and she told me that the two packages had been forgotten on the truck and so they’d be delivered tomorrow.

I told Elise that I had taken a day off work to be here. I told her that this had cost me a day’s pay and she said that she “guaranteed” that they’d be here tomorrow. I mentioned again that I had TAKEN THE DAY OFF WORK, and she, in effect was telling me that I should take the day off work again tomorrow for the delivery.

But she also said that if I wasn’t available tomorrow they could deliver it on Thursday or Friday. ‘What’s that, Elise… should I lose another day’s pay, if not tomorrow, but on Thursday? or on Friday?’ Yes, yes, she would guarantee that they’d be there. And after three attempts at delivery, if nobody was here to accept the packages, I could always go lugging off to the warehouse myself and pick the stuff up. I said, “didn’t I pay for delivery?”, and she once again guaranteed the delivery to me as soon as I arranged another day off work, because of course they can’t specify a time of day.

It was unbelievable. And you know what? Nobody forgot those packages on the truck. They didn’t want to carry them, cuz one is 90 lbs. and the other is 60 lbs. Nobody can forget packages that big, they just don’t want to carry them up 3 flights of stairs.

But she tells me the other package is still scheduled for delivery. It’s just after 7:00 pm now. But my good buddy, Elise tells me that I should just wait for it. Really, Elise? Should I be staying home all day AND all night to wait for the 1 lb. package? I wouldn’t want to have any plans with my life.

I am waiting. I’m waiting all night to see if Elise’s guarantee of my delivery comes true. At least a guarantee of one package.

I can’t believe the shitty fucking service you get with UPS – not to mention all the times I order things from the States and then have to pay an additional fee to UPS. Who knows a good courier? Next time I purchase online, I’ll make sure I don’t order from anywhere that uses UPS.

Apartment Hunting

The past couple of nights my snookey and I have gone apartment hunting. Although we’ve lived here for 14 years, I’m sick and tired of our landlords sticking their noses where they don’t belong and berating my snookey for not having the garage the way they want it inside.

Last week we experienced fuses blowing – almost daily, and I don’t know why that is. We have a couple of computers running, but over the past few years they haven’t burnt a fuse every time we turned them on.

My snookey thought that maybe the people down the street (who had a fire and are in the process of renovating) are stealing some electricity. He had no other explanation, but we saw our burnt out fuse and it actually had a burn mark on it, which doesn’t speak to a safe electrical system.

He thought he’d tell the owner, just so they could have an electrician come in and have a look to make sure things are safe.

Well didn’t they start berating him and telling him what ‘trouble-makers’ we are. We’re trouble makers for alerting them to a possible danger, I guess. Then she (the wife half of the team) went on to berate him about the garage not being cleaned out. She had other things to say, I wasn’t privvy to all of it since I wasn’t there, but one other thing she told him was that it was a good thing we’d lived here for 14 years or they’d have kicked us out for being such trouble makers.

So I’ve had about enough of them. In our 14 years of tenancy they’ve been over here demanding to know what we were doing (hammering something together), showing up to see why people were moving a couch up our stairs (I bought a new one), telling us how to keep our garage (should be the same as theirs for parking), and numerous other things that invaded our privacy. At the same time they’ve told us what good tenants we are – and we are, and she’s come over to see if I would fix one of her old necklaces, which I didn’t charge her for but she forced $20 down my pants anyway.

Now I want to move. I want to move somewhere where the owner isn’t beside us telling us what we can and can’t do and intruding upon us as if it’s their right simply because they own the building.

I’ve got news for ya, owner. We pay your bills and you pay nothing. So shut the fuck up and stop trying to control our lives to be just like your lives. Now you’ll need to find new tenants who I’m sure won’t be as nice, or help fix up your place for you and help do repairs and shovel your driveway when your responsible for it.

Fuck right off. I hope I find a good place.

127 Hours

127 HoursWe rented this movie last night, and although I had heard it was good, I wasn’t expecting much. I thought, ‘how is this going to be interesting when it’s about a guy stuck in a cave?’, but it was.

I’m sure you’ve all heard what the movie was about – just that, mountain climbing guy gets stuck after a fall and his arm gets caught between some boulders and then he has to cut off his arm in order to save himself from dying there.

One thing that made the movie interesting was the music. Another thing was the flashbacks he’d have as he hallucinated while being stuck there for days without food and almost no water.

My daughter loves James Franco. I’m not so enamored but he did a good job with it. You’ve got the happy ending – happy that the poor guy survived and feeling bad that he no longer had his arm.

I’d rent it if I were you. I’d watch it again.

127 Hours with James Franco
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