Stink, Stank, Stunk- My Christmas Funk

So, usually I try to keep things pretty positive on this blog. Sharing my experiences dining out around town (luckily, most of them are good ones), and promoting local events and businesses that I believe in. However, I am so riled up right now over something that has happened that I just felt like sharing it with you.

The situation has made me question how some people can justify their actions. It has put me in a real GRINCH mood, because it's related to a Christmas present.

Normally, I procrastinate my Christmas shopping until the last minute. This year, I did what I always say that I am going to do-- get a head start on my shopping, and spread out my purchases. I started in October, which amazed even me. I selected a couple of fun, small items for family members, and placed some online orders.

One item was from Sur la Table, for my dad. I received an email receipt, and then notification of UPS tracking just a couple of days later. It was noted to arrive on November 5th. November 5th came and went, so I checked online and UPS tracked it as being "delivered". I went outside and dug through the leaf piles by our doors, nope. Nothing showed up at the house for days. So, I emailed and then called their Customer Service line.

Plan of action? File a claim with UPS and make them look into the delivery of my package. Uhh, ok, I guess. This took several weeks, and was only just resolved yesterday through UPS. Luckily, I have a great local delivery guy that took my claim very seriously. A different driver had been on my route that day, and sure enough-- he had delivered my package to the street behind us. Over a month ago!!!

Satellite tracking proved it. My neighbor received my package, which clearly was not addressed to you, you jerk, and they decided that instead of delivering it to our address themselves or contacting UPS, they would just KEEP it. You are now in possession of my property. UPS has knocked on their door twice now (he was convinced that they were home at least one of the times).

Meanwhile, Sur la Table...can't you just replace my $26 item instead of making this drag on for so long? I paid for it, and I don't have it. That's not great customer service, if you ask me. I finally received a call from them this afternoon, confirming that they are replacing the item and shipping it in time for the holiday. I'm still going to cross my fingers.

This whole ordeal did lead to some pretty evil dreams last night. Some of which may have included a flaming bag of dog poo on my neighbor's steps, me confronting them at their door with the scariest-looking of our three pooches with me, filing a police report, etc.

I mean, WHO DOES THAT?!?! I hope you enjoy my dad's Christmas gift, punk.



"You're a foul one, Mr. Grinch.
You're a nasty, wasty skunk.
Your heart is full of unwashed socks
Your soul is full of gunk.
Mr. Grinch.
The three words that best describe you, are as follows, and I quote: Stink, Stank, Stunk!" - The Grinch Song