Amazon locker, parking, and minivan mixup

Yesterday, I decided to get some air and pick up a couple of packages at my local Amazon locker hub. It happens to be inside a Whole Foods.

Unfortunately, a large, white minivan decided to park super close to my car in the parking lot. It was a Chinese female. I just stared at her as I left my car to go into the store. I was not impressed.

When I came out with my packages, I got to my car and slowly squeezed myself into my car. A woman came over and asked whether it was a tight squeeze. She offered to move her vehicle.

Wait a minute. This woman wasn't the same Chinese female. I asked her whether she had the correct van. I made her laugh when I said that she didn't look Asian and I knew that I had given that woman a dirty look for parking ridiculously close to my car.

She owns a white minivan, but the sun in her eyes made her believe that this vehicle was hers. I said that it happens. I wished her a good day and she reciprocated.

She was nice. I liked chatting briefly with her. I appreciated her kindness and humanity.

Packaging and waste

Last week, I placed an order for five items. I received four packages with lots of packaging. It's such a waste of materials, among other things.

It makes me shake my head when it comes to how over-packaged things are. I then ordered a cell phone case from Pela. I got one for free and the packaging was minimal. It was quite the contrast.

Lack of a delivery notification, but my modem works wonders!

Contactless delivery is interesting. Amazon does it right. If you are a Prime member, it delivers your package by placing it on your porch or front step, snapping a photo of your package and where it is, and the app lets you know that it has arrived.

Yesterday, I was expecting my modem to be delivered. It was 5 pm and I hadn't received it. I sent an e-mail to my Internet service provider for the tracking number.

I did get the tracking number about an hour later. It said that it was delivered at 2:14 pm. I was home eating lunch at that time. I didn't hear a door bell, knock, or cell phone ring.

Sure enough, I opened the door and it was sitting on the door step, in the rain. Thankfully, it was wrapped in a plastic bag.

Canpar, you need to be better at notifying customers. My cell phone number was on the front of the package. You could have texted or called me. It only takes a few seconds. I wasn't aware that you had delivered my package that stayed outside for four hours.

My package could have been stolen if we weren't going through a pandemic. If the package wasn't so carefully packaged, the rain could have damaged my modem.

On a happier note, my modem works well. I use the faster wifi band for work and videos. The slower band is for tablets and slower devices.

It's like night and day so far. I am looking forward to trying it out when I'm working from home in a few hours and doing meetings over my wifi connection.

All I want for a gift is you

My guy missed our office Christmas party. I gave him the scoop on our first Christmas party at a banquet hall in three years.

He pinged me on Skype as I was nearly home. I had to swing by my local grocery store to get an item.

I got home and chatted with him. I am always happy when I hear his voice.

"What would you like me to get you as a gift?" he asked me.
"I'd like a good-looking guy with a uniform head and a package that I'd like to open," I replied.
"Yes, you definitely have me waiting for you," he said, conforming my great taste in gifts.

He's so sweet.

The sheriff hat for my guy's cock has arrived

A few months ago, I had mentioned in a blog post that Cocktopz had followed me on my Instagram account. It sells fun hats for your favourite hard member.

I decided to get the Sheriff hat and it finally arrived. I hope that it fits my guy's head. I like the packaging.

The hat looks exactly like the tag! I just need to have my guy try it on for size.

Phone call about packages and bodies

Last Friday, I worked from home. My guy was at the office, conducting another seminar.

The day before, he told me that his niece was looking for a digital SLR camera. He knew that I wanted to sell my very first DSLR. I have had it for nearly five years and decided to go with a lighter one almost a year ago. He was wondering whether I was still interested in selling mine. I was. In a short period, it was sold.

After work on Friday, at around 17:30, my guy called me on his cell phone. He rarely calls me. When he does, it is either urgent or special. It was both this time.

My guy was driving home. I decided to tease him.

"You're calling me because the chatter on CBC Radio 1 about gnats regurgitating their food is boring you, right?"
"No, that's not it! You make me sound so bad!" he exclaimed.
"You know that I am just teasing you, right?" I said, trying to calm him down a bit.
"I know," he replied. "I just wanted to let you know that my niece absolutely loves the DSLR. She has been taking pictures of everything ever since I gave it to her, so thanks," he said.
"You're welcome. Thank you!"
"She loved everything in the package that you had bundled up," he went on to explain.
"You have a nice package, too," I hinted.
"You're so bad!" he exclaimed again.
"It's true."

We talked a bit longer.

"The good thing about DSLR lenses is that they never go out of style," I explained. "As long as you have a body that fits them, it's all good."
"I agree," he said. "You have a nice body that fits everything."

We get along fine on so many levels.

We wished each other a great weekend and I told him to drive safely home. He's such a sweet guy.