Lost, confused or something else? Part 2
Tuesday 26 September 2023
Tuesday 19 September 2023
Lost, confused or something else?
If you've read last week's blog post, you will know that my friend X and I were out for a walk a few week's back on a warm summer's afternoon. On the way to the first bit of trouble that we found (see last week's post if you haven't) we sort of already stumbled across what would turn out to be even BIGGER trouble!
Tuesday 12 September 2023
...it just seems to find me!
Tuesday 5 September 2023
The wrong parcel…
Why can’t I even accept a parcel delivery and it go to
Last week, I was tracking a parcel and when it was near, I
waited in the hallway (not right on top of the door, but near enough to allow
the driver to be on their way quickly as I always think they appreciate that as
they have so many deliveries).
Anyway, this time, I heard something be put down by the door. So, I rushed to it and opened the door only to see quite a small parcel sitting
there. Having ordered two things, I wasn’t sure it was everything. I tore the
paper bag open at the top and looked in. To my bemusement, it wasn’t mine! I
yelled “Wrong parcel!” and then decided to go after him when nothing happened...
Home alone, I grabbed the front door key and put on some
shoes. As I reached the end of the joining path, I heard a van in the distance.
Typical. I wanted to be sure it was my delivery person and asked a man (who had just parked up with his
young son). He confirmed that the driver had sped off in the direction of the road.
Knowing he could have turned left or right, I knew I would
need to play detective to see where this parcel belonged as the label they use for codes had been stuck over the
I did however make out the name (just a man’s name, no
surname) and could piece together the address by looking through the label I had
peeled off. I could make out the
last three parts of the postcode as this hadn't been stuck over.
I had a quick Google of the name of what I thought the property
was called, and a Zoopla search confirmed it was as the postcode matched.
Next, I looked to see where it was and made a call ('I don’t
want to go on my own, please come with me') and then I got changed – I had
been doing housework and wasn’t exactly presentable enough for a short walk.
Just as I had removed my joggers, the door went. I opened
the bathroom window and called, “Hang on!”
I ran down – having put my joggers back on (obviously) and opened
the door to find a man holding my parcel.
This is how the conversation went as I picked up his and
accepted mine from him:
“Thank you, I was just about to bring you yours, but I had
to get changed.”
“Yes, the man didn’t knock but I knew I was the next
delivery so I was waiting. I heard him put it down by the door. I thought it didn’t look big enough so ripped it open. I called 'wrong parcel' and ran after him, but he’d driven off.”
“What does the address say?”
“That’s the thing. It’s almost entirely covered. I didn’t notice until after I’d opened it.”
“Is this all that was in there?”
“Yes, I promise. I went running straight out – as a man who had just parked up could tell you. I came back and carefully peeled off the sticker and worked out your address. I Googled it, found you and needed to get changed as I was too scruffy to go out properly and then you knocked!”
At this point he huffed and walked off. I, however, called ‘thank you’ after him!
Perhaps he had been expecting another parcel too. His was wrapped in a paper bag, mine had been a box, so I was right
that mine wouldn’t have fitted in there and was (indeed) larger.
Anyway, I had to share this as it's another 'typical me' story!
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