Mr Psycho
So there was a parcel that was due to be delivered today, a very important parcel, one that we've been waiting for a whole month and which is vital for the business. Delivery was arranged for today, and I've stayed in all day, downstairs in the front room where I can hear the doorbell and see if anybody comes to the door 'cos I don't want to give the delivery driver the excuse to say we weren't in, cos I've seen that shit way too many times in the past. I was here, I was ready, I want to have something delivered to me.
Guess what though?
The fucktards didn't deliver it anyway! And I am just burning with rage; this was the last day of my holiday and I've spent it sitting, waiting for something that never happened! And I want my fucking day back! I don't want any other sort of compensation (not that anybody seems to give a fuck what I want, as long as the package gets delivered tomorrow apparently we're fine) I literally want my day back. If I absolutely must settle for something lesser, then I want the person who failed to book the delivery I ordered and a baseball bat and no witnesses. All I need is five minutes to make my displeasure known, I really am that furious.
On the plus side it's made me want to re-install the fabulous Manhunt and start playing that again, so I guess even murderous rage has an "up" eh?
posted by BadMonkey @ 6:20 PM
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