Tuesday and it feels like Tuesday - now I was going to say Tuesday, but i just went to the Post Office to get a refund on an overnight shipment of slides i amde to my processor. I print thelabels at home and the guy scans it in and looks at a screen and it says when it will get there. It said 3:00 PM Friday.
The machine, it turns out, was wrong. It was wrong because the FedEx plane that carries ivernight mail had left already or was about to - but nontheless, the screen said 3:00 PM so I left thinking this rush order would get their on Friday.
Since there was a large check involved int he order, paying $125 for same day would have been just fine.
Now, right beside the counter, there is a sign that says, "when we say overnight, we mean overnight." Omar at the Post Office express said - well, yes - um . . . . normally.
"Normally?" I asked. Yes he said. Well, you stamped my package that it was to ge to Boulder CO by 3:00PM. Well, he said, what do you want me to do.
Aside from telling people when normally is, and since you didn't, I'd like a refund. Show me where i said it would be there at 3, he said. And so it went.
In 15 minutes of meaningless conversation - (oh yes, he asked who i takled to and I said - I am not sure - the giuy behind the counter - you I think. Well, I don't remember you and I am the only one here so, you can call who you want - next)
So, in that space, Monday became Tuesday pronto and here i am - still ticked off that they gave me the wrong information. Now, it's a race to see if they can scan, proof and print 6 lightjet prints by Friday. They think they can - meanwhile the payment check arrived.
I told my client i had tobe paid up front and if they don't get it done, I will have to return it. Meanwhile, when you think of the post office, think "MAYBE."