lol. When you eventually get it, it will be able to tell a story about how it rescued a kid from a well, wrestled with a bear in the wilds, pulled an unconscious security guard from a burning building and it will be missing an important screw because it needed it to tunnel out of a prison cell in siberia, requiring more dealings with the company and further delivery
By the laws of god and nature you are now permitted to boldly lead a team to the warehouse which stocks these chairs, steal 3 and set the place on fire.
If you’re going to the bother of getting out the pitchforks, giving them a good sharpen, assembling the mob and whipping them up into a righteous fury at someone else’s incompetence to storm the warehouse, you might as well give it a good pillage.
Just need to order a few Two Men & a Truck jobs to help take away the loot.
So long as they go to the right warehouse / address…
There could be a Hitch-Hikeresque story in that chair’s travels.
I remember moving into a share house, getting mail for a previous tenant, and doing the old “not at this address, return to sender”. That same letter got delivered to us again, with my hand written notes still all over it.
Last time this happened to me I was able to chase it up directly with the courier (Fedex), their package tracking page had a helpful link for if there were issues with the delivery. Got a quicker response than from the vendor, who I also contacted at the same time.
Following on from your quantum computing observation, it might be arguable that the chair has indeed been delivered to your (correct) address, and is in fact currently residing on a deck which is yours, but in an adjacent universe.
These sort of quantum entanglement conundrums are to be expected when you start making observations about the multiverse. And we all thought it was sometimes a bit tiresome dealing with the minutiae of one reality...
Sounds like the time we moved from Sydney to the Illawarra. The removalists ring me up wondering where I am. I say I'm here, waiting. Where are you? Oh, I see, we're in next suburb, same street name.
We've had so many random packages delivered to us from clearly the wrong suburb and street, and the inverse of that, having our packages delivered to some other random house with a lovely photo of their front porch or door.
I do remember one family being very annoyed with us when we went over to their place to drop the package off for them. They somehow thought it was our fault. It's all been return to sender since then.
We have that problem all the time because Americans, being Americans, prefer not to do the simple and obvious thing with street names and numbers. So the house around the corner from us has the same street number, and the street name differs only in one out of the three words in the name. We now know the neighbours around the corner quite well, and are frequently round at each other's places swapping packages etc.
lol. When you eventually get it, it will be able to tell a story about how it rescued a kid from a well, wrestled with a bear in the wilds, pulled an unconscious security guard from a burning building and it will be missing an important screw because it needed it to tunnel out of a prison cell in siberia, requiring more dealings with the company and further delivery
By the laws of god and nature you are now permitted to boldly lead a team to the warehouse which stocks these chairs, steal 3 and set the place on fire.
Your pamphlet, I must subscribe to it immediately!
Only 3?
If you’re going to the bother of getting out the pitchforks, giving them a good sharpen, assembling the mob and whipping them up into a righteous fury at someone else’s incompetence to storm the warehouse, you might as well give it a good pillage.
Just need to order a few Two Men & a Truck jobs to help take away the loot.
So long as they go to the right warehouse / address…
Not your package. It appears to be addressed to jason.j, not Jane, not John.
I read the package as Jason L, and wondered if Mr Lambright had gone shopping on his recent sojourn to our fair shores...
I’m with Bill and Formerly…
There could be a Hitch-Hikeresque story in that chair’s travels.
I remember moving into a share house, getting mail for a previous tenant, and doing the old “not at this address, return to sender”. That same letter got delivered to us again, with my hand written notes still all over it.
While chasing a delivery once upon a time, I learnt there was a West End in Townsville, not just Brisbane...
Consistency is greatly undervalued
Last time this happened to me I was able to chase it up directly with the courier (Fedex), their package tracking page had a helpful link for if there were issues with the delivery. Got a quicker response than from the vendor, who I also contacted at the same time.
Following on from your quantum computing observation, it might be arguable that the chair has indeed been delivered to your (correct) address, and is in fact currently residing on a deck which is yours, but in an adjacent universe.
These sort of quantum entanglement conundrums are to be expected when you start making observations about the multiverse. And we all thought it was sometimes a bit tiresome dealing with the minutiae of one reality...
This seems weirdly believable
So will we get a sequel to this post, where we can celebrate the chair's eventual arrival to pride of place in Jane's office?
Sounds like the time we moved from Sydney to the Illawarra. The removalists ring me up wondering where I am. I say I'm here, waiting. Where are you? Oh, I see, we're in next suburb, same street name.
We've had so many random packages delivered to us from clearly the wrong suburb and street, and the inverse of that, having our packages delivered to some other random house with a lovely photo of their front porch or door.
I do remember one family being very annoyed with us when we went over to their place to drop the package off for them. They somehow thought it was our fault. It's all been return to sender since then.
We have that problem all the time because Americans, being Americans, prefer not to do the simple and obvious thing with street names and numbers. So the house around the corner from us has the same street number, and the street name differs only in one out of the three words in the name. We now know the neighbours around the corner quite well, and are frequently round at each other's places swapping packages etc.