If you have the choice, choose b) Any Other Way.
I can’t even tell you how the absolutely idiotic system Federal Express uses has frustrated me since last week. I’ve been sitting home since Thursday, afraid to go out, watching the door from 5:30 a.m. till 11:00 p.m. so that the delivery man who left one "2nd Attempt" Door Tag in the bushes by the front door on September 14th can’t say I haven’t been home to accept a very important delivery. I’ve gone online with no luck in tracking the Door Tag number (bar code and all), called four times, twice arranged specific delivery dates, watched two different FedEx trucks zip by without stopping today, had a promising e-mail discussion with FedEx this evening until I gave the name of my last pet, and then…nothing. I’ve told them that their tag number should work, and if it didn’t, my address would give them what they needed, but I still had to go through the whole routine with them each time, starting with "that’s not a valid number." I know where the package is; it’s now on it’s way back to Wallingford, CT to the FedEx warehouse after being driven around Burlington all day.
And I can’t get a job.
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