darksider
Bronze Level Poster
Okay, so my PC was sent of from the depot on tuesday morning.
As you can imagine, i was watching the order tracking screen like it was girls aloud dancing naked in the rain...
...cough...moving on....
...at 9:45am, it updates and says "recieved no reply, left card to arrange redelivery."
I practically teleported to my front door and could find no card whatsoever. I'm positive i heard no knock and so my panic almost immediately turned to rage.
RAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEE!
looking back, it was pretty immature but my god, did i go ballistic.
Anyway, rang DHL and got the beauracratic two-step which basically summed up as, "hey we'll try again tomorrow but we'll give the driver a googlemap printout to go with the parcel."
wow.
Anyway, after hanging up, I tried to calm down with a cup of tea. (i'm so british, its unbelievable).
After my first sip, there's a knock at the door.
its goddamn DHL with my computer.
I swear to god, it was a toss up between slugging him or kissing him.
Considering the guy was a hairy tank, i settled for a third option and calmly signed for the parcel. I should mention the 'calm' at this point was purely shock.
My heart had gone from sweet anticipation, to heartfelt angst, soaring rage, dark depression and complete denial, all in the space of twenty minutes.
Took me another twenty minutes to convince myself that I wasn't in some tea-induced hallucination/dream... :sleep1:
As you can imagine, i was watching the order tracking screen like it was girls aloud dancing naked in the rain...
...cough...moving on....
...at 9:45am, it updates and says "recieved no reply, left card to arrange redelivery."
I practically teleported to my front door and could find no card whatsoever. I'm positive i heard no knock and so my panic almost immediately turned to rage.
RAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGEEEEEEEEEEE!
looking back, it was pretty immature but my god, did i go ballistic.Anyway, rang DHL and got the beauracratic two-step which basically summed up as, "hey we'll try again tomorrow but we'll give the driver a googlemap printout to go with the parcel."
wow.
Anyway, after hanging up, I tried to calm down with a cup of tea. (i'm so british, its unbelievable).
After my first sip, there's a knock at the door.
its goddamn DHL with my computer.
I swear to god, it was a toss up between slugging him or kissing him.
Considering the guy was a hairy tank, i settled for a third option and calmly signed for the parcel. I should mention the 'calm' at this point was purely shock.
My heart had gone from sweet anticipation, to heartfelt angst, soaring rage, dark depression and complete denial, all in the space of twenty minutes.
Took me another twenty minutes to convince myself that I wasn't in some tea-induced hallucination/dream... :sleep1:
