All fucking week long your website stated that my package was going to be delivered on 8/8/2003. I saw this morning that the package was put on a truck for delivery at 3:56 AM. Great I thought, between that time and five in the afternoon it should get to my apartment with no problem. I sat at work all day savoring the contents of that packaging. Waiting till the hour when I got home and reveled in the giddiness of my package. It was the only thing that got me through the day at work today.
So “secretly” I sneak out 15 minutes early, but before I did I checked to see if the package had been delivered. Nope, not yet but that’s cool. The website still said today plus you had an hour left. No biggie. I rush home, all the while thinking of opening my package and being bathed in the golden glow of its contents. I could barely park the car correctly as I got to the leasing office of my apartment complex. I stumble in through the front door, greeted by the beautiful receptionist. On a normal day I would chit chat with her and ogle her heaving bosoms, but not today. After all, she was a package but not the package.
She cheerfully informs me that my package was not delivered to the office. I stand there stunned. How could this be? It was already after five. What could have happened to it? Maybe the idiots left it on my doorstep, even though I left a note on my door stating to deliver it to the leasing office. I hurried out of the leasing office. It had to be there I thought. Where else could it be? Yes of course, it was on the doorstep. Oh, I couldn’t wait till I got the package. It was there, it had to be. Oh yes, it had to be.
I ran up the stairs by twos. Nothing was going to stop me from reaching my beloved package. But it wasn’t there. My doorstep was as empty as my heart.
To make a long story short I tracked the package on the FedEx website and saw that the fucking delivery date was changed from today to Monday. No fucking Saturday delivery and no option to pick it myself. You fucking assholes! Fuck you a thousand times with a syphilitic camel dick. I hope your entire fucking fleet of vehicles blows up, after my package is delivered of course. God, I hate FedEx so much!
How odd…I’ve never had troubles with Fedex. UPS, though, is another story. Back in my student days I ordered a batch of textbooks and had them sent to me via UPS ground. They’ve got the handy dandy tracking thing on their web site, so I was able to watch as my books went from the east coast, to Ohio, to the UPS hub in St. Louis, which only about 100 miles from my house.
At which point they were put on a truck bound for San Francisco. :mad: After MANY calls to UPS, I was told that a.) there was nothing they could do until it arrived in San Francisco, and b.) the only they would do at that point was put it back on ANOTHER ground truck bound for my area. No pulling it off at an intermediate stop, no bumping it up to an air-delivery to make up for their mistake, nothing. I didn’t even get a real apology, just a “well, these things happen every now and then.”
To make a long story short, I spent the first two weeks of the semester making do without my textbooks, when they would’ve arrived in plenty of time if UPS hadn’t screwed up in the first place.
I just wanna know what was in the package…
I feel your pain by the way, I am the same way about waiting for a shipment of some new toy, especially if it is an electronic device.
Try the Royal Fucking Mail sometime. They do a “special delivery” service which so far has cost me two bikes ( damaged) and one very nice Tanglewood acoustic guitar ( fucked beyond repair). Their “insurance” doesn’t cover anything, ever. It’s a frigging lottery whether their fucking ape-like employees will choose your shipment or someone else’s to jump all over. I’m going out to find a bastard postman to strangle.
Well, just checked the FedEx website and the package has indeed arrived. Oh, glorious day. Now, how the hell am I supposed to concentrate the rest of the work day? Hmmmm, maybe little milliAmp will have some type of “school emergency” that will facilitate the need for me to leave early.
You know, the more “Fuck You, (business or service name here)
!” threads I read, the more I realize that certain business really need to watch their shit.
Seriously. After the nasty-assed “U-Haul” thread that bounced around recently, I suspect I will simply never do business with U-Haul again, not while I can deal with Ryder or some local outfit instead.
We, the consumers, are now in better touch with each other than we have ever been before, and now we have a common place to bitch about bad service.
This is VERY bad publicity for certain businesses…
Yeah man, its one of the reasons I love this site. I read the Uhaul thread as well, and though I never had the problems others described I sure as hell noticed their “couldn’t care less” attitude every time I go. Really makes me want to take my business elsewhere.
FedEx is the worst company I have ever had to deal with. Period.
I don’t want to go into specifics, because it is a long, ugly story, but basicly they take your money, break your shit then deny ever having it and refusing to pay for it.
We switched to UPS and here is how they handle damaged goods: “Hello, shipper? We have a damaged here. Looks pretty bad. What was it worth?”
Check arrives in mail next week.
Actual headline: “Church ends probe of Gay Bishop”
Lucky you. I once battled UPS for four months over damges they did to things I shipped from Texas to Illinois. The first month was convincing them to deal with me at all. See, I had taken the packages to a local place that had UPS pickup service and so UPS considered this rinky-tink drug store in Texas to be the shipper and therefore would deal only with them as opposed to the owner of the things they destroyed. The drug store of course couldn’t care less, so any time I had to communicate something to UPS I had to call the drug store and hope that someone there would call UPS for me. That part wasn’t UPS’s fault of course but one would think that any sane person would be willing to help the actual owner of the package. Then they dicked around deciding what they were going to pay for and what they weren’t. They refused to pay for the TV they split open like an egg because it wasn’t packed in the original foam shell. Of course I didn’t have the original foam shell because I had to buy a floor model because it was the only TV I could afford with the shitty settlement UPS gave me for the first TV they’d broken the year before. When they finally agreed to what they would pay for, the fighting began over how much. Four months after the fact I finally got a check for about two-thirds of my actual replacement costs.
Fuckers. I hate them. I won’t even do business with companies who use them as their shipper. I won’t put another damn dime in their fucking pockets. I don’t understand why any business would use them. More expensive than the post office, less reliable, no Saturday delivery unless you want to pay a small fortune extra and shitty attitudes any time you have to deal with them. Fuck them all with a rusty pruning hook.
