Monday Moaning

Here are my bitches for yesterday.

1. I tried to make this post last night and couldn't log into blogger because my cookies had decided to disable themselves.

2. The mail lady at the post office taking it upon herself to let the woman with the infant carrier car seat skip to the head of the line. Who is she to decide that whose time is most valuable? Baby in the carrier wasn't even fussing enough to be noticeable to me-I was talking to another mail lady(see next rant) and it wasn't like the baby was drowning out my conversation. I didn't even realize there was a baby fussing till the mail lady called her to the head of the line. The woman wound up at the window next to me and the baby never made a peep. As a side note, the woman also did not have her package ready-she asked the mail man, 'where's the tape?'...ummm, you have to provide it yourself and he made her buy a roll...lol.

3. Fed Ex and the USPS. Apparently Fed Ex, in an attempt to save money and not gallivant all over town delivering packages set up a division in which they bring your package to town and then turn it over to the local post office for delivery to your home.

I had a package that was supposedly delivered to me last Tuesday according to the tracking info on fedex.com. I called Fed Ex, they were kind enough to tell me, 'oh once we give it to the post office, our responsibility ends'. Great, thanks.

I then call the local post office. Mail lady asks for my tracking number and is oh so helpful to tell me 'oh that was delivered Tuesday'. Ummm, no it wasn't or I wouldn't be calling to ask about it. She asks me for my address and then is oh so helpful in telling me 'you have parcel lockers there'. I've lived in this particular house for 4 years, and in military housing here locally for 11 years, yeah I know I have a parcel locker...I had no key in my mailbox.

Follow up all the next day, still nothing. So I decided since I had to mail something(which I used the self mailing kiosk for), I figured I'd check in on it again. After she supposedly searches through the back and talks to the supervisor, she comes back and tells me they can't find anything, the carrier doesn't remember anything and maybe it got left on my porch and someone took it. Again, nice try but no. I live in a small town with a low crime rate. I live in military housing. My front door is actually on the side of my house, tucked back about 4-5 feet with walls on both sides and my driveway is long enough for 3 cars, so no, someone didn't randomly walk by my house and go SCORE a package from joann.com-not like it said Best Buy and was the size of a laptop.

4. The Sleep Gods. Apparently they didn't like my complaints for the last week or so about my inability to sleep past 0600. My eyes popped open at 0400 this morning. Sigh.