Here's the deal, and it's a big deal that's been eating me from the inside slowly digging hole like a goddamn parasite sucking me of life and excitement. And it was all my goddamn fault noway around it, a series of terrible terrible decisions and bad personal choices that have culminated to this. And now it's in the verge of fixing itself, all hail Lord Bezos.
Allow me to explain.
My parents were around. I needed to make a large order on Amazon, an expensive one. For them to take to Nepal. By the time I got home from the library ready to confirm the order I'd forgotten I was high. Very high. I can pinpoint the date, it was October 3. Look up my diary entries. And I shipped it to the wrong goddamn address. My old one.
And then I got lazy, and I was cheap so I wouldn't let anybody else return it and couldn't plan around it either. I went to Nepal, came back, traveled all over the East Coast. Forgot about the deadline for delivery. Which was Feb 1. I remembered that on the 5th of Feb.
So now I had a thousand buckos worth of goods in an old apartment that needed being sold. And there was no way I'd be able to sell it all. I was frustrated, sad angry disappointed at my laziness and lack of planning.
Until I reached out to the minions of Lord Bezos and they made an exception for me and allowed returns for half of the orders. The other half will be arranged tomorrow. So come the weekend I'll collect them and return them, thanks LB!
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