So, I ordered furniture, like 3 weeks ago. DH and I work in town an HOUR from home. So, because of that, I stayed in VERY close contact with the shipping co this entire time to ensure that someone could be available at home to inspect and sign for the delivery... We had an appointment for TOMORROW morning at 10, so I took the time off and everything was golden.
I just got a call from the trucker, he's at my house, I am customer service today, there is NO way in HE** that I can get away today, NO WAY. I told him, um, we have an appointment for tomorrow, you're not supposed to be there. He says "O yeah I saw that, but whoever you talked to messed up because we dont deliver on Fridays." ---WHAT!? REALLY? You didnt think to CALL ME when you noticed the error and tell me that you will be coming today!?! I told him we work an hour away, he's like "Huh, thats too bad." so I am scrambling to find SOMEONE to go there... BIL has a broken back, he cant help... Stepdad is a heart patient, he cant lift.... I ma having stepdad go out anyway to sign for it, and I guess it can sit in the flippin driveway till I get home.... I really need to cuss or smoke RIGHT NOW and I dont do either on a regular basis at ALL.... I can feel an ulcer developing, my hands are shaking, and I'm breaking out in a cold sweat of rage!
How could they not call me when they saw the mess up!?!?
I just got a call from the trucker, he's at my house, I am customer service today, there is NO way in HE** that I can get away today, NO WAY. I told him, um, we have an appointment for tomorrow, you're not supposed to be there. He says "O yeah I saw that, but whoever you talked to messed up because we dont deliver on Fridays." ---WHAT!? REALLY? You didnt think to CALL ME when you noticed the error and tell me that you will be coming today!?! I told him we work an hour away, he's like "Huh, thats too bad." so I am scrambling to find SOMEONE to go there... BIL has a broken back, he cant help... Stepdad is a heart patient, he cant lift.... I ma having stepdad go out anyway to sign for it, and I guess it can sit in the flippin driveway till I get home.... I really need to cuss or smoke RIGHT NOW and I dont do either on a regular basis at ALL.... I can feel an ulcer developing, my hands are shaking, and I'm breaking out in a cold sweat of rage!
How could they not call me when they saw the mess up!?!?
