By Tony Hicks
Tuesday, May 11th, 2010 at 5:03 pm in Uncategorized.
I wrote this column for Thursday, detailing how we’ve been playing hide-and-seek with the guy from Fed Ex the past week. Basically, the delivery guy has replaced the cable guy as the world’s most irritating, so-called customer servicer.
But since I wrote the column Monday morning, I have an update: Though my wife spoke with them and they PROMISED to leave the damn thing on our porch because, as good Americans, we work all day – not that some of you unemployed folks aren’t good Americans – we’re just better.
But just in case, my wife left the last delivery slip on the front door, on which she signed the thing in the box that says “Sign here if you want us to drop the package and run.” Which we do, so she did.
So I stopped by home this afternoon, morbid curiosity finally getting the better of me as to when this nightmare would end. And – I swear to God – there was ANOTHER “missed delivery” slip on the door … right next to the one we’d taped up, with my wife’s signature, telling them to leave the stupid package.
Nope. Not yet. I have a feeling this situation – starring a woman who has incredibly deadly skills with a hunting bow – isn’t going to end well.