It’s late and I’ve been zoning in front of the tv for a couple hours.. you know, like there’s nothing really on, but there’s nothing really better to do, so you’re flipping and flipping and etc.. so I land on VH-1 and it looks like one of those ‘behind the music’ dealies.. And I’m watching, they’re talking about guy 1 and guy 2 and how they met in school, and did the musicals, etc etc.. and it’s not for like 20 minutes that I realize that I’m watching a show about N’Sync. Damn, I gotta get to bed, my brain is clearly, CLEARLY not in good shape.

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So A guy comes in here at work late, and he’s pissed. I mean really, really pissed. Not ‘I’m gonna git me someone’s hide’ pissed, but definately ‘I’m gonna rip into someone’ pissed. So he rampages around for a bit, getting madder and madder (he tried to take today off and was told that he HAD to be here, despite the fact that he had no urgent tasks). The Director and all managers were locked up in some all-day meeting so he didn’t find anyone. After a half hour or so he gets really fed up and just leaves anyways. Good job by the managers.

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So, my wife orders some nice things for me from Amazon.com, and gets them shipped out via UPS. UPS arrives today (while I’m at work) and instead of trying to re-deliver them at another time, they put them in my side yard which is bad because:

1) It is during a rainstorm, and there is no overhanging.
2) My dog is in the side yard.

Needless to say, when I get home to find my whole yard covered in plastic, wet cardboard shreds. And I have to hunt (in the rain and dark!!!) to find the remnants of the new Playstation 2, power and audio/video cables, and the parts of the dualshock controllers that haven’t been chewed. I am not happy.

I search amazon’s website for 20 minutes before a google search reveals their customer service phone # (No way am I going to wait for email when I’m this mad). When I explain that my (our) christmas gift is ruined due to UPS’ (and by proxy Amazon’s) negligence, the customer service person immediately puts through an order for overnight shipping for replacement products, and sends me pre-paid shipping labels for returning what is left.

My wife is angrily giving UPS the what-for from her vacation, and after we get back to each other on the phone, we have a little laugh about it. I’m still annoyed, but in the grand scheme of things, No harm done eh?

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