Tuesday, May 10, 2011

I hate thieves.

I ordered something for Andrew and I as a wedding gift.  It wasn't anything terribly expensive, and it can be replaced.

In my excitement for it to arrive, I checked the tracking information almost obsessively.  When I left work yesterday at 5pm, it had not yet arrived, but it showed as "in transit to destination."  By the time I got home yesterday, I checked the mailbox: a RedPlum coupon flyer.  I checked the back door - nothing.  I checked the front door - nothing.

Andrew had been home all day.

I logged onto usps.com, and I entered the tracking number:

Delivered - 11:29 a.m.

I went back outside on a scavenger hunt with Andrew, and we looked everywhere including the yard, etc.  Nada.

This morning I called our post office.  He took down my information, researched it, called me back, and said, "your carrier said he put the item in your mailbox at the bottom of the hill yesterday."

This is not the first time someone has stolen our mail or packages at our home, but it will be the last.  From now on, any UPS packages I receive will be sent to my work.  Any mail will be sent to our P.O. Box. 

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