Hey folks. So I moved to a new state for work. Ended up living in much nicer digs, with lower crime, more space, etc. One of the perks of my job is that I am able to purchase products cheap from my employer's parent corporation which produce electronics and the like.
So with Christmas rolling around, I ordered three things.
I notified my building manager that I was expecting 3 packages. He informed me that they sign for packages and if no one picks them up, they have their people put them in the person's apartment.
Cool!
Well I am waiting and waiting. Friday rolls around and UPS says two of my items showed up and are signed for by a lets say "Sue". I walk by the office after work and don't see them. And they ain't in my apartment. But since I can't see well into the locked office, I figure no biggie, they are just tucked away somewhere.
So Monday comes around and my third item, a 32" TV that my mom is gonna love, shows up and is signed for by the building manager. I call up, ask about the items. Well the TV is there but nothing on the two other items. I tell him I will try to get home before he locks up the office.
Well work keeps me there late....but when I walk into the building, my FUCKING TV is just SITTING IN THE MAIN HALLWAY! I am serious...its just sitting in the hallway, in a box clearly indicating its make and model, outside the locked office.
Next day I call up the office. I talk to his secretary indicating that I am very annoyed about my TV being left out and I want to know who this "Sara, Susan..damn it...some name that starts with an S that signed for my stuff". She proceeds to tell me that she doesn't know who that could be and that I should make sure my stuff didn't make its way into my apartment. See i didn't have the shipping order info on me at work but I knew that someone with a feminine name that started with S signed for it. She indicated no one there fit the bill.
I get home and call the Building Manager at home once I had the shipping order in front of me. Turns out that "Susan" is his FUCKING SECRETARY THAT I WAS TALKING TO ON THE FUCKING PHONE! AND...SHE REGULARLY SIGNS FOR ALL THE FUCKING PACKAGES!
So she signed for my shit. Now that its missing, she seemed to think that I was a fucking moron and that if she played stupid, this would go away. The building manager doubles down and says he is certain they never got the packages. I say "Fine but I am going to file a claim with the sender" which he basically said okay.
"Well Bob...just so you understand, this will involve the police" Now the Building manager starts to you know...act fucking concern about my missing shit. While I am only out of about $100 for the items, they actually are retailed and insured via shipping for close to $700 (high end electronics from Japan). Bob starts flipping out about how I should have had the items shipped with insurance.
This led to me having to explain to a grown man how insurance works. I'm not eating this cost. The corporation that sent it is. But they are going to require obviously a police report. Bob again claims that the packages never showed but promptly shut the fuck up once I showed him the shipping manifest that his IDIOT of a secretary signed for.
Thus began the accusation that if they did receive them, the onus is upon me to promptly show up at the hallway before someone walks off with my package. This led into another conversation how when a PERSON SIGNS FOR A CERTIFIED PACKAGE THEY ARE FUCKING RESPONSIBLE FOR THE FUCKING PACKAGE!
Who wants to bet that my lease does not get renewed in 11 months?
So with Christmas rolling around, I ordered three things.
I notified my building manager that I was expecting 3 packages. He informed me that they sign for packages and if no one picks them up, they have their people put them in the person's apartment.
Cool!
Well I am waiting and waiting. Friday rolls around and UPS says two of my items showed up and are signed for by a lets say "Sue". I walk by the office after work and don't see them. And they ain't in my apartment. But since I can't see well into the locked office, I figure no biggie, they are just tucked away somewhere.
So Monday comes around and my third item, a 32" TV that my mom is gonna love, shows up and is signed for by the building manager. I call up, ask about the items. Well the TV is there but nothing on the two other items. I tell him I will try to get home before he locks up the office.
Well work keeps me there late....but when I walk into the building, my FUCKING TV is just SITTING IN THE MAIN HALLWAY! I am serious...its just sitting in the hallway, in a box clearly indicating its make and model, outside the locked office.
Next day I call up the office. I talk to his secretary indicating that I am very annoyed about my TV being left out and I want to know who this "Sara, Susan..damn it...some name that starts with an S that signed for my stuff". She proceeds to tell me that she doesn't know who that could be and that I should make sure my stuff didn't make its way into my apartment. See i didn't have the shipping order info on me at work but I knew that someone with a feminine name that started with S signed for it. She indicated no one there fit the bill.
I get home and call the Building Manager at home once I had the shipping order in front of me. Turns out that "Susan" is his FUCKING SECRETARY THAT I WAS TALKING TO ON THE FUCKING PHONE! AND...SHE REGULARLY SIGNS FOR ALL THE FUCKING PACKAGES!
So she signed for my shit. Now that its missing, she seemed to think that I was a fucking moron and that if she played stupid, this would go away. The building manager doubles down and says he is certain they never got the packages. I say "Fine but I am going to file a claim with the sender" which he basically said okay.
"Well Bob...just so you understand, this will involve the police" Now the Building manager starts to you know...act fucking concern about my missing shit. While I am only out of about $100 for the items, they actually are retailed and insured via shipping for close to $700 (high end electronics from Japan). Bob starts flipping out about how I should have had the items shipped with insurance.
This led to me having to explain to a grown man how insurance works. I'm not eating this cost. The corporation that sent it is. But they are going to require obviously a police report. Bob again claims that the packages never showed but promptly shut the fuck up once I showed him the shipping manifest that his IDIOT of a secretary signed for.
Thus began the accusation that if they did receive them, the onus is upon me to promptly show up at the hallway before someone walks off with my package. This led into another conversation how when a PERSON SIGNS FOR A CERTIFIED PACKAGE THEY ARE FUCKING RESPONSIBLE FOR THE FUCKING PACKAGE!
Who wants to bet that my lease does not get renewed in 11 months?
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