Today UPS succeeded in making me hate them a little more. I was told my dress would be delivered between 8am and 7pm today. I was supposed to leave around four to go to Josh and Cynthia’s–assuming the dress came earlier in the day which, usually, they do. At six I call UPS just to check the status and she confirms the shipment and says it will be delivered before 7:30pm. So Tim and I watch some Prison Break on DVD (I’ve never seen it before) and 8:00 rolls around. I track the package on the website and it says a delivery attempt was made at 6:10 pm and there was no answer. Well, I was a little angry–seeing as Tim and I had both been waiting by the phone for the majority of the day and can verify that no such attempt was made. I call UPS for the second time. Apparently there was a mistake in the address and so they couldn’t buzz my apartment. They’ve corrected the problem and now I have to change my plans for tomorrow in order to sit by the phone all day again. Ordinarily this wouldn’t make me quite as upset as it has, but with UPS it’s every damn time. Grr.
I was feeling a little stressed, so I made a list of what I need to pack. That helped a little.
Paige is coming over Sunday for some Alias Season Five. I haven’t seen Paige in several weeks and I’ve never seen Alias Season 5, so I’m really excited about that. Sunday is going to be a weird day for me for one main reason—I ain’t sleepin’. I work Saturday night, then I’m staying up all day Sunday in order to go to bed that night and be up and at ’em for my flight Monday morning. So yeah. Whoo to that.
After much hype from people who’ve watched the show, Heroes, Tim finally watched the first episode. I asked him what he thought about it.
Tim: “Eh, I was expecting the greatest thing since sliced bread, but all I got was unsliced bread. I got a loaf.”