We were expecting a package on Tuesday. Not just your everyday package of assorted sundries from Amazon. This was a once-every-couple-of-years package. CHECKS! The package that arrived one time when we were eating dinner in Oklahoma! Arrived two days early! Necessitating HOS (Farmer H's Oldest Son) to drive down on his 4-wheeler and look for it after dark. He couldn't find it. So I stewed over it for two nights and a day. Then we found it upon arrival home, flattened in the driveway where it had been tossed out, and run over by HOS in the dark.
Anyhoo... I held off on making this order, because we had our recent Oklahoma casino trip planned. And then I knew we'd be away from home all day on Valentine's Day. So I made the check order, and saw the estimated arrival window. It was a time I knew I'd be home.
Here's the thing. That doesn't always matter! Since that time FedEx delivered a pair of shoes for Farmer H by leaving them on top of Mailbox Row! I was hoping that fate would not befall my checks! And that they wouldn't be delivered to a house down the road like Farmer H's medical supplies one time.
Anyhoo... I got a notice by email that my package would be here on Tuesday. Then an update that it would be here on Tuesday, before 8:00 p.m., but scheduled for a window from 10:30 a.m. to 2:30 p.m. I got an email Tuesday morning that my package was out for delivery. And should be delivered between 10:10 a.m. and 2:10 p.m.
Every time the dogs barked, I got up to look out. No package. Farmer H came home at 1:00. He didn't see a package. He had to go right back to town to exchange a piece of hardware. Got back at 2:00. No package. At 2:30, I told him I was getting in the shower. That if he heard the dogs, it was probably our delivery.
At 3:10, we still didn't have the package. Farmer H left for a far-away auction, and I left for town. At 3:50, as I pulled up to Country Mart, I got an email that my package had been delivered! It only takes ten minutes to get home. But I had 20 minutes of errands left. Of course the lines were longer than usual. I was hoping my checks were not resting atop Mailbox Row!
As I came up the driveway, I could see the white envelope package on the front porch, atop a red canister heater thingy, next to Farmer H's wooden Indian. That was a relief.
I guess the trick is to act like I'm leaving home, and then double back and wait a few minutes for my package to arrive.
4 comments:
No no no. If you double back THEY WILL KNOW! and your package will be a day late.
River,
Yes. Of course they will know. I will need to come up with another plan.
Why do they even send out text and email notifications? I will even get notification that it has been delivered, only to show up the next day. As my younges child would say, WTF!
Kathy,
I know! They're like the TV meteorologists. They can tell you ANYTHING, and then what happens, happens.
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