[svandamme]

I just went irate with the postal services.
waiting for a parcel of reloading gear , the electronic scale which i desperately need if i want to get going with it.

Mailman stops in front of my house.. throws something in the ltterbox, and moves to another hosue.

I check the box, a note
"i rang your door but you weren't home, you can collect your parcel tomorrow at the postoffice"

OH RLY!?!?!?
Storms outside on bare feet , i walk to the dude as he ignores me calling his name.
I hold his door open just before he wanted to grab the handle and close it.

Dude, you did not ring my doorbell
And that's understandable, i don't have a bell, you're suposed to knock..which you did not do either.

What about my parcel???

he goes, well, it was to big. I'm looking in his van, it's nearly empty.
And i know for fact that my parcel is not to big , the biggest thing is the case tumbler.. the entire package can't be more then 20 lbs, it can't be bigger then the limit becasue i know from the tracker that it went through the sorting center without a problem.

He insists it was to big. I'm calling BS to his face, and i call dispatch.

Dispatch confirms, the package is 14 libs, they will make sure it get's to me, today.

Sonofab!