... and the coffee pot saga continues ...
This is a funny story. I hope it will make you laugh. Seriously.
NB: My bathroom is just inside the front door of my apartment. This will figure into the story.
Walmart having failed to e-mail me a return shipping label, they had FedEx send me one. Instead, FedEx sent me a link to where I could print a label. Except that I could not. All I got was a blank screen. I contacted FedEx for help. They said to contact Walmart. I did. Walmart said to print the FedEx label. I said there was no label to print. Rinse and repeat. Over and over. Ad infinitum, ad nauseam.
Until last night. When I CALLED Walmart, and reached a rep who put me on hold 3 times to ask for advice and then told me to just keep the coffee pot.
I spent the evening wondering -- off and on -- who I knew who might like a free coffee pot.
Cut to this morning, when I received an e-mail from Walmart with -- lo and behold! -- an attached returning shipping label!
It printed!!!!!
Then began Part II of the saga -- trying to contact FedEx to schedule a second pickup.
I could not do so on their website. So I called them. The rep was great, scheduled the pickup, saying it would have to be tomorrow. Great, no problem. Would I remain on the line to complete a short survey?
Sure, no problem.
Survey recording comes on. How would I rate my experience? 1 through 5. Only no info as to whether 1 was Completely Satisfied, or Completely Dissatisfied; or if 5 was.
So I gave up and hung up. Didn't want to give a Completely Dissatisfied Rating by mistake.
I printed the label, slipped it into the clear plastic shipping-window-label-holder-thingy, and stuck it onto the package. Made myself a note to put the package out for pickup in the morning.
Went to take a shower. I'm in the shower, happily washing my hair, rejoicing in the presence of hot water after two days without any over the weekend, when I hear a knock on the front door.
What? Who could it be? Did I hear wrong? Could it be the maintenance men? I haven't scheduled any maintenance.
Pounding on door.
WHAT??? Maintenance men are known to knock once, then twice, then let themselves in.
"WHAT???!!!???" I yell. Turning off water. Yelling in hopes of intimidating maintenance man from letting himself in.
"FED EX!" comes the reply. Shouted. "You scheduled a pickup?"
Woman's voice. Thank goodness, but Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.
"Hold on. Give me a minute. Please. Thank you."
Dry hair. Pull on bathrobe, which of course doesn't want to go on because ... um ... wasn't made to go on a dripping-wet wearer. Finally goes on. Hair wrapped in towel.
"Coming. Please give me a minute."
Open door a crack.
"Thank goodness you're a woman. I apologize for yelling. It's just been crazy trying to schedule this pickup. They said tomorrow."
Woman apologizes to me. I apologize to her. We are both laughing.
She takes package. She says Thank you. I say Thank you.
We smile.
She leaves. I close door.
Back into shower. Deciding to laugh, because ...
FedEx is efficient!
Seriously.
Sometimes it is actually convenient to have one's bathroom right inside one's front door. I never thought it would be ... until today.
I am all for equal opportunity employment and hiring women to do jobs traditionally held by men. Very convenient!