Our former UPS guy had a quirky sense of humor. Since we live in a condiminium he’d leave packages under the mat. Like the welcome mat sitting 8 inches off the ground really hid the fact that there was a package under there. I saw the humor in it and always assumed that the UPS guy was one witty fellow.
The current UPS guy won’t leave any package unless someone is home to sign for it. No package, no matter how small. Even when I called and asked them to leave it they wouldn’t. Can’t he deliver it before 2:00 p.m. when my husband is home. No. It took 3 delivery attempts to finally time it right to receive coffee I ordered.
The coffee is called “Grin and Bear it”. I almost didn’t.
I’ve had the same experience. The most annoying part was that I bought the item mail order because I didn’t feel like hassling with driving all of the way to a radio shack to buy it, and the UPS depot was an even longer drive. No, come to think of it, the most annoying part was that I had received probably 10 packages via UPS over the 2 previous months, and they seemed to be able to find my address those times…
My FedEx guy, on the other hand, is awesome. Never had a problem with FedEx.
I can’t remember which shipping agency was involved (it was my housemate’s package), but she had had some painting supplies shipped to her. Having spent a good amount on these supplies (and needing some supplies for class), she made sure someone would be home about the time it’d arrive.
Naturally, none of us were.
While checking the status online she discovered that it had been delivered, and signed for(!) We then went around our street, asking if anyone had signed for it. No one had, and she was starting to get really, really worried.
On our way back, we spot something in our outdoor bookcase.
The package! Yay!
Signed for by…
Wait for it…
A. Shelf. sigh
Once upon a time I was travelling quite a bit overseas. On one trip I had to go from Buenos Aires to Frankfurt, Germany. It’s a long trip. On the way from one to the other I stopped by my house for eight hours during the flight layover. Somewhere in there I lost my American Express card. (I won’t go into the details because they make me look stupid and that’s not the point of this tale)
So I called American Express and asked them to send me a new card. They wanted me to go to Frankfurt city center to pick up the card but with the short German work hours (for them) and the long large corporate entity work hours (for me) I knew that there was no possibility for me to get there and grab my card. So they agreed to ship it, overnight DHL from the United States (I’m unsure why the Germany based office couldn’t just issue the card, since they could have if I’d come in person). In the meantime I’m using my personal credit cards to pay for everything, but no biggie, I should get the new Amex tomorrow. Of course tomorrow comes and no Amex, but this is Germany, so I give them another day. I call American Express (their customer service office was in some large, rectangular Midwestern state at the time), and learn that the card was delivered. Where? Oh, Berlin. Come on, you know Europe, all those countries are so small. Berlin must be practically next door to Frankfurt. I’m still not sure if this was DHL’s mistake or American Express’s mistake. So they offer to send it, again with DHL. But at this point the package most likely won’t arrive before I depart back to the USA. So I tell them to just return the package to Amex and I’ll get another card issued back in the States.
At this point, I think that the story is over. But no.
A couple of months later, I get a call from someone whom I’ve never met or even heard of, who also works at my large corporate entity. She tells me that she was just in Frankfurt on business, and when she checked into her hotel, they asked if she worked for (Fortune 100 company that makes lots of sudsy things). She said yes, so they gave her my credit card. DHL had, despite instructions to the contrary, sent the card ahead to my hotel. When the hotel clerks learned that I was no longer there, they just gave it to the next person from my company (with over 100,000 employees) that checked in. Thank Og it was nothing important or personal, like a high limit credit card!
Before I moved, I used to live in an apartment that was part of a house. The house consisted of three apartments. Now, I can understand, getting some of my neighbours’ mail in my box. My box was the biggest. So okay, once and awhile I could see gloved hands having problems sorting to fit the other letters through the correct slot. However… inf the winter, I would get the mail for the other aparmtents as well as five of the neighbouring houses!
Now there’s a trick. Give one person the mail for half the block! They’ll say “WTF?” and trudge out into the snow to return it to the rightful owners. What a great idea. You only have to get out of your mailtruck twice for the entire block and let good samaritans do your work!
After the fourth time (and I had already called to complain after the second and third) I found it easier to drop all the misdelivered mail back into the big outgoing mailbox on the corner with “delivered to wrong address” written on it. The problem corrected itself shortly thereafter.
In August the company I worked for moved to a new building that covers about 1/4 of the block. This big new building had been built but never used by anybody (long story). We put our name on the big new building in big gold letters. We went to the main post office and told them we were now in the big new building with our name on it in big gold letters. We filled out “change of address” cards for everybody in the company stating we were in our big new building with our name on it in big gold letters.
I kept having to call the post office and ask why we weren’t getting our mail at the big new building with our name on it in big gold letters. Well, it seems the postal carrier couldn’t find our big new building with our name on it in big gold letters because the damn big new building had never been registered with the post office, so according to them, the big new building with our name on it in the big gold letters did not exist.
We had plenty of packages delivered over the previous couple of months. We got every single one of those including one that came in just a few days before. We weren’t about to drive half an hour out of the way because some dumbass couldn’t figure out an address that many others have before. Instead my husband just called and bitched saying apparently the address exists since we got the post card. We got it a few days later.
I had something like this happen to me a few months ago. I order motorcycle tires online, and they get shiped by FedEx. So I get my tires, only to find one has been mislabled. Not a biggie I call the company and they say just leave it outside and they will send a new one and have that one picked up.
The next day I put out the tire before work. When I get home the tire is still there. Hmmm, I wonder, they must not have come today. I take the tire inside and put it out the next day.
This goes on for a few more days and one day the new tire shows up. So I begin to wonder why I have an extra tire that I don’t need and really isn’t mine.
So I decide to call the company and find out what happened. When I get through they tell me the tire has been picked up. Well I’m pretty sure it hasn’t because I’ve got it in my hand.
So I leave the tire outside again the next day. By now it’s been a week or so since they were supposed to pick up the tire. That night I still have the damn thing, but I have a message from the company telling me that they have a package that belongs to me. It turns out that the Fed Ex guy had picked up something else that I had gotten off of eBay instead of the tire. Now I don’t know but tires are shipped with just a sticker on them, my package was in a USPS Express box. How they confused the two I’ll never know.
The company sent my package back to me Saturday Express. Again I left the tire outside and while I got my package I still had a tire too! I think I kept that tire for two weeks or so before they finally came and got it.