But since we’re in the pit I’m going to rant anyway.
Goddamn it! I absolutely hate it when UPS/FEDEX/You name it delivery knocks on my door with three big-ass boxes and says, “These are for your neighbor down at house number 1234, and they aren’t home. I’ll just leave these here with you so you can get them to your neighbor when they get back home.” Delivery guy proceeds to thrust the clipboard at me to get my signature. Hell, no.
Delivery man then points at the last house down on the far end of the block. “It’s not far,” he says. Well, thank you for stating the obvious, sir.
Gee, you don’t want to reload these heavy boxes back onto your truck, so you thought you’d leave them here with me so I can finish up your job for you.
My schedule doesn’t include taking deliveries and waiting until the people who live in that house get home to trot the packages over. I’m also not going to adjust my schedule or cancel my plans to wait for them to get home so I can be here to give them their packages.
Delivery guy would have no doubt left a note on the recipient’s door saying, “Hi! You weren’t home when I tried to deliver your packages so being the lazy asshat that I am, I left your packages with someone you don’t know but who happens to live on the same street. Toddle on over to 4321 street and knock on their door if you want your stuff. If they aren’t home, tough shit. You’ll have to wait until they are.”
I’m sure as hell not signing for the packages, either. Package isn’t addressed to me. It doesn’t belong to me. I can’t open it. If something’s wrong with it and neighbor discovers such upon opening the package, guess who they’re going to ask first?
“Uh, you signed for my package yesterday because I wasn’t home, and I picked up the package from you last night, and I opened the box and the monitor was in pieces, what the fuck?”
Uh-uh. No way. I’ve done it before and I won’t ever do it again. I’m not signing for anyone else’s packages.
When I’m expecting an important delivery that has to be brought to the door, I either waive the signature requirement allowing them to leave it on my doorstep at my own risk, or I make damned sure I’m home to accept delivery if it’s that fucking important.
So why the fuck do these delivery people act all shocked when I refuse? One delivery guy was actually going to pick a bone with me about it!
Hey! This is MY house and if I say no ONCE then trot your ass back to your truck and take the goddamned packages with you! Don’t stand there and try to convince me to just take the package because it’s not going to happen.
After ranting about this to a friend she comes back with, “Sounds like someone’s a bad neighbor.”
Hey, fuck you and the donkey you used to ride into town. Some friend. I mean, she could have at least given some coherent argument as to why she disagreed or what constitutes a “bad neighbor”.
End of rant.