Oh, First World Problems. <\/p>\n
I ordered two packs of miracle berry pills at around 9 p.m. Friday, May 14. I needed them for the following Sunday for Randal’s going-away party, so I figured three- to five-day shipping would give them plenty of time to make it to me. I got nervous when the next Friday rolled around and they still weren’t here. I tracked the package and saw that it had shipped the night of my order (cool!) but had sat in Houston for five days (huh?) before departing for Memphis. <\/p>\n
The next day (Saturday), as the day waned and I began to realize my pills weren’t coming because it was 6 p.m. and I had gotten no mail, I repeat, no mail, I tracked the package again. It said the USPS had delivered them to me at 8:35 a.m. Except the USPS hadn’t delivered a damn thing to me all day. Which is odd, because I get mail every single day, and have since I moved to this house. Even if it’s just circulars or crap for the previous homeowner. Mail. Every day. And it never<\/i> comes at 8:35 a.m.<\/p>\n
So I resigned myself to getting the damn pills on Monday, and just disputing the shipping charges. Except I didn’t get any mail Monday either. <\/p>\n
No mail, two days in a row. Odd, I tell you.<\/p>\n
And here it is Wednesday, and I’ve still not gotten the pills. I did get mail yesterday and today, though. But not my order. I am annoyed mostly because that seems to mean I have pissed away $60. Those miracle berry bastards are not cheap.<\/p>\n
I’m finding myself in one of those infuriating situations where I am just so powerless to actually convince anyone that they should fix this for me. <\/p>\n
I filed a complaint with the seller via Amazon regarding the shipping. They were nice, I guess (although they acted like I was at fault because I probably had the package shipped to an apartment, which is not the case) and refunded half my shipping cost ($6) but told me I’d need to track the package with the post office. I spent a stupidly stupid amount of time trying to get to a human on the post office’s “customer service” lines (including the main one linked on their website, the one you are told to call if you have trouble tracking down a lost package, but the robot told me that line is not equipped to allow you to talk to a human). I finally did get a human and explained my problem. She told me all I could do is file a complaint. <\/p>\n
Buuuuut the “system was down.” So she couldn’t file my complaint. And I’d just have to call back at some later time. When? She wasn’t sure. You just never know when that pesky “system” will be working again. <\/p>\n
Here’s something else that’s weird: the zombie walk permit, which the permits office lady told me she mailed to me Thursday of last week, also hasn’t made it here. It normally comes in a largish manila envelope. <\/p>\n
I just tried calling my local USPS package warehouse (the one near Cleveland and Autumn), only to be told that it was not the right storage facility for my Zip code (makes sense; last time I used that place was when I lived in 38104). But the number the lady gave me for my current storage facility has been disconnected. It was a shot in the dark anyway. They would have told me if I had a package to pick up, right? Right?<\/i><\/p>\n
So, post office. What gives? And why the fuck do you make it so hard for me to address this problem?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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