Youʼll play pretend miniature golf tomorrow
Monday, November 7th, 2022 Alive 18,822 days
“No Access to Delivery location” is Postal Service for “There was a big Astros World Series parade in the way, so the mailman went home.”
“No Access to Delivery location” is Postal Service for “There was a big Astros World Series parade in the way, so the mailman went home.”
This is what happens when you recycle a Postal Service box to send something via UPS.
Today I learned that delivery apps donʼt care what name you put in them. I think Iʼll be Ford Prefect tomorrow.
Sure wish I could order Dairy Queen through DoorDash, like the web site says I can.
But DoorDashʼs web site insists that I pick a size for a box of Buster Bars, which only come in one size.
I wonder how many other sales Dairy Queen has lost because of DoorDash.
One of my wifeʼs inbound packages has made a stop at the Big Rez. Iʼve never seen that before.
Not to be outdone by the Amazon delivery guys who throw my packages over the gate, UPS appears to have actually run over my wifeʼs Christmas present before handing it over to the Postal Service for the last-mile delivery.
I ordered Planters cocktail peanuts from Amazon Fresh. It arrived in bubble wrap, instead of packing peanuts.
Seems like an opportunity missed.