Today was.. hmm.. ‘interesting’.. 
Few weeks ago someone I know.. Let’s call her 07 (I wonder how many people will get the reference) has asked me if she could use my address to order something online. I said ’sure’. So we’ve been waiting for the package since then. Last night 07 emailed the original sender to ask what’s going on with the pack. The sender said that according to the tracking number the mail was delivered on the 12th, last monday.. To that I went all O_O?WTH?KTHX?WTF?BBQ?
So this morning I started calling Canada Post to figure out where the package is.. According to their website it was successfully delivered to me on the 12th.. I’m like ‘um, no? I didn’t get anything.. Not even failed delivery notice’ So the lady is like ‘Well it says that it was delivered to you on monday! We wouldn’t have it marked on our website as delivered if it wasn’t delivered!’ So once again I’m all like WTH?KTHX?WTF?BBQ?
So I gave up on Canada Post and I called ‘Priority Courier’ directly. The girl working there was super nice and actualy helpful.. She informed me that the package WASN’T delivered. It’s still in the PUROLATOR (!!!) warehouse.. So again i’m going all WTH?KTHX?WTF?BBQ? Why there? She said that there was a delivery attempt but since no one was at my place the driver just took it back to the warehouse.. I’m like ‘But.. but.. Shouldn’t there be a notice or something to inform me about the delivery?’ She’s like ‘Sure, there should be one on your door’ Me: ‘Um, there was nothing like that’ Her: ‘Really? WTH?KTHX?WTF?BBQ?’ We chatted for another maybe 10min and in the meantime she was trying to figure out how to make my pickup easier. She got the package transfered from the main warehouse to the distribution center at Vulcan St. Still fucking middle of nowhere but at least within 15min drive range. I’m like ‘Cool, I’ll pick it up tonight then’ and she’s like ‘Um, what is name on that package?’ Me: ‘(insert the real name here)’ Her: ‘Um, that’s not what we have here’ Me: ‘HUH?!?! How about.. Hmm.. (insert 07’s real name here)?’ Her: ‘Yeh, that’s it’ Me: ‘Fuck.. Can I still pick it up? It’s my address but the name doesn’t match’ Her: ‘Well.. Not really..’ Me: ‘FUCK!’ Her: ‘But.. If you have a letter saying that she’s authorizing you to pick it up for her and a copy of her ID it should be ok..’ With that I finished my nice conversaion with the nice lady. So I had to locate 07 to get a photocopy of her ID.. And then I kind of (ab)used Zoe’s ‘female hand writting’ to forge the authorization letter (Thanks ‘Yummy Mommy’!!)
So let’s move on to the evening.. I walk into the Purolator place. The girl working there is like on the phone with her bf eatting dinner. So I’m like ‘Hey, can I get my package?’ Her: ‘What’s your name?’ Me: ‘Well, the package is not under MY name’ Her: ‘Well, then you can’t pick it up’ Me: ‘Sure I can. See? This authorization letter says so’ Her: ‘How do I know you didn’t write it yourself?’ Me: ‘And I guess I forged this photocopy of the ID of the person who’s name is on this package?’ Her: O_O? So she’s like trying to look up the package in their computers.. She’s like ‘Um the package is in our main warehouse not here’ Me: ‘Nope, it was transfered here this afternoon so try looking for it a little bit harder’ Her: ‘But our system says it’s still at the warehouse’ Me: ‘Also your system says that the package was successfully delivered to me last monday! So you decide where the damn package is!’
So she’s like calling some people.. And I’m standing there just looking around.. There was a shipping cart with some packages on it just a few feet away from the counter.. I look at it.. And what do I see? MY DAMN ADDRESS!! RIGHT ON THE TOP OF THE PILE OF PACKAGES ON THAT CART!! WTH?KTHX?WTF?BBQ?
So I’m like ‘Um, that’s my package over there, can you just get if for me?’ You should have seen her face when she saw it there.. That one second was worth all the trouble.. ;p
So anyways, I’m like trying to get the package but.. Yes, there had to be ‘but’.. The girl is like ‘Um the address on the package doesn’t match the address on 07’s ID. I can’t give it to you’ Me: ‘ Um, yes? THAT’S MY DAMN ADDRESS!’ Her: ‘But it doesn’t have your name on the package!’ Me: ‘God, I guess we’re back to where we started, eh?’ So I try to explain to her once again the whole thing.. The letter, the ID, my ID, blah, blah, blah.. In the end she prolly just gave me the package just to get rid of me.. 
So today was pretty interesting.. The moral of this story is..
IF YOU LET SOMEONE USE YOUR ADDRESS MAKE SURE THEY USE YOUR NAME AND NOT THEIR OWN!!! WTH?KTHX?WTF?BBQ?
