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Shipping grief.
I made a couple orders from Walmart of baby stuff (toys to try to keep him entertained during tummy time, a shopping cart cover that was on sale that won't be needed for a while, etc.). They started arriving today. One box came UPS, two more Fedex. They arrived safely, I have to give the companies that much credit.
UPS "hid" their box (they like to do this and won't leave a box in "plain sight." Look, either leave it in plain sight or don't, but it is not hidden by putting it against the house wall and leaning by door mat against it. Who leaves their door mat leaned over objects against their house, honestly? That's just as obvious as the box would be. Sheesh.
Fedex simply left their boxes. However, they parked in our driveway while dropping them off; their truck is large enough to occupy both parking spaces. Of course, this was just as the workday was ending, so I got home with Drew in my car and Scott got home right behind me and we had to wait for the Fedex guy to move his truck. BRILLIANT. Get OUT of my DRIVEWAY. I want to park there. (I'm just glad Drew, who had been screaming part of the way home, was asleep again by then. I'd have been furious as opposed to merely irritated if I'd had a screaming baby in the car while I waited for him to move.)
At least all the packages arrived intact with contents in good shape, but sheesh.
UPS "hid" their box (they like to do this and won't leave a box in "plain sight." Look, either leave it in plain sight or don't, but it is not hidden by putting it against the house wall and leaning by door mat against it. Who leaves their door mat leaned over objects against their house, honestly? That's just as obvious as the box would be. Sheesh.
Fedex simply left their boxes. However, they parked in our driveway while dropping them off; their truck is large enough to occupy both parking spaces. Of course, this was just as the workday was ending, so I got home with Drew in my car and Scott got home right behind me and we had to wait for the Fedex guy to move his truck. BRILLIANT. Get OUT of my DRIVEWAY. I want to park there. (I'm just glad Drew, who had been screaming part of the way home, was asleep again by then. I'd have been furious as opposed to merely irritated if I'd had a screaming baby in the car while I waited for him to move.)
At least all the packages arrived intact with contents in good shape, but sheesh.