So, this Amazon delivery dude got into his lazy feelings and rather than enter the building and walk the 30 feet to the electronic package lockers, he leaves the large air cleaner and filters OUTSIDE. He took a pic of them and when I saw the picture I couldn’t even nail down the exact spot where it was so I sent my bat signal to our community FB page and I had several answers in under two minutes!
The husband booked it to the location and they were there ( miracle) but had been opened ( obviously) too bulky to carry with your Sephora bag I guess.
So…. I left a review for him that was less than praise and guess what this fucker did????
I’d gotten a bunch of Prime Day stuff and this dude would send a notification that he was two stops away and then he wouldn’t deliver my items OR he would say he tried but wasn’t able to…. Walk into the building and into to package lockers that YOU have a pass and codes for?
I called Amazon and told them what he was doing. Oh, Mr Amazon guy, nice try … he’s been “ disciplined” and I do have to say, as irritating as it was, I admire the man’s level of pettiness. That’s some dedication right there. We’d probably be besties in actual life. I did get a good laugh out of it and asked that he just be spoken to but, oops.
We went to a “concert” at the “green” on our little island. Lots of people come from the surrounding areas so it’s not just those of us that live here, anyway I didn’t check what the music was supposed to be before we went, sat along the creek in a blanket with our 32oz Dutch Brothers coffee ( keep this in mind… I don’t drink caffeine) it was a “funk” band, 4 singers, a drummer, to guitars and a three freaking brass players!! I danced for two straight hours, fueled by caffeine and the amazing feeling that concerts make, you’re all at the same party and it’s soothing. I had told my husband that I needed to go somewhere and scream my heart out, but instead going to this concert, singing at the top of my lungs, me and a bunch of sassy black ladies waving our hands in the air like we just did not care…. It was what my soul needed. I pulled Josh up to dance with me, thinking that he wouldn’t, but he did and we laughed so much. My husband is so white that he literally can not hear rhythm, so I know better than to put him through that. God, I had the best time.
As a side note, if you’re anxious, it’s scientifically proven that raising your arms above your head calms you and resets your vagus nerve. Our basic instinct tells us that raising your arms is a celebratory/ victory pose and releases endorphins. The more you know….
Gotta run…. Oh! I am super late to this party but I just accidentally discovered Tennessee Whiskey by Chris Stapleton and my God, it’s the kind of song perfect for having had a few drinks, having your hand slowly held and led to the dance floor, being held close, connecting, being the only two people in the world…I just closed my eyes and imagined it… can not get enough.
Night my very own luvs,
Tracy
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