So HP comes out today.
I ordered it on Amazon like months ago.
I have a nice e-mail from Amazon confirming that they've taken my money and shipped it.
I set my alarm so that I can be awake for the postman.
Now I live in flats. There is no way on this earth that it will fit in the provided postbox, well at least not through the slot. During the week this is not an issue as our wonderful concierge sticks a label on the door telling us we have a parcel to collect (or trundles it to the door / grabs one of us as we walk in and out - that kind of thing) But Dave doesn't work on a Satruday.
So I was expecting to either a: be awoken by a postman buzzing / knocking on the door (highly unlikely) or b: find a post office card saying that I have a parcel to collect.
I have neither.
Where's my damn book?!?!?!?!?
Bloody lazy post office workers. I bet I don't get it until Monday.
I ordered it on Amazon like months ago.
I have a nice e-mail from Amazon confirming that they've taken my money and shipped it.
I set my alarm so that I can be awake for the postman.
Now I live in flats. There is no way on this earth that it will fit in the provided postbox, well at least not through the slot. During the week this is not an issue as our wonderful concierge sticks a label on the door telling us we have a parcel to collect (or trundles it to the door / grabs one of us as we walk in and out - that kind of thing) But Dave doesn't work on a Satruday.
So I was expecting to either a: be awoken by a postman buzzing / knocking on the door (highly unlikely) or b: find a post office card saying that I have a parcel to collect.
I have neither.
Where's my damn book?!?!?!?!?
Bloody lazy post office workers. I bet I don't get it until Monday.
- Mood:
annoyed

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