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So when I got home Friday night there was no note on my door indicating that my computer had been delivered to the office while I was at work.
That was irritating, but I figured it was no big deal, as it meant that I’d be getting it today.
So I stayed home all day today, waiting.
That’s not really a big deal, as it’s not like I really have anywhere to go or that I need to be, but at the very least I could have gone for a walk during that brief period when the sun actually made an appearance, or gone out and done my grocery shopping.
Instead, I opted to allow myself to nod off on the couch, hoping to be awoken by a knock on my door.
A knock that never came.
In providing “Order Status” information, Dell only informs you that your order has shipped and gives an estimated delivery date, with the caveat that it can take an additional five business days beyond that.
They don’t give a tracking number, which makes it impossible to actually check on the location.
So I sent an e-mail off to Dell support requesting a tracking number.
By this time it was a bit after five, so I decided that I would venture out as far as Safeway to pick up a few things. As I was walking along the parking lot a UPS truck turned in, so I headed back towards my apartment.
The truck parked in front of my building, and I waited in my apartment for a knock on my door.
Again, it was a knock that never came, as the driver delivered a small package to someone on the first floor before driving away.
Some hours later I checked my mail and found that I’d gotten a response from a nice lady (the name seemed feminine, at any rate) in India apologizing for the fact that I hadn’t gotten a tracking number. She gave me the tracking number, and went on to explain that she had checked with UPS and found that my computer had been delivered….last Wednesday.
Apparently the jackass driver arrived shortly before I got home from that meeting on Wednesday, presumably knocked on my door, then brought it over to the office…without leaving a note on my door to inform me that this had happened.
Of course the office has been closed for hours, so I have to wait until tomorrow morning to get it, hoping all the while that the uncaring, short-timing employees in the office haven’t let someone else walk away with it.
Granted, I probably should have gone to the office just on the off-chance that it had been delivered, but to date I’ve never had any reason to believe that the driver wouldn’t leave a note for me.
Suffice to say, I’m not a happy Jon right now, though obviously that’s not really out of the ordinary…