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katiefooleryWell, I was going to come on here and whinge about stupid Australia Post sending my manga, for which I’ve waited almost a month now, to the wrong post office for collection. I was going to follow that up with a slightly embarrassed admission to the effect that I didn’t actually look at the collection notice to see which post office I should actually run off to... before I ran off to the wrong one.
Once that was out of the way, I was going to rant about how unfair it was that my Timothy’s parcel of stuff had been left at the door whereas my parcel of lovely manga was going to remain languishing in a post office until the next afternoon.
And then I came back inside from my fruitless jaunt to the wrong post office and opened the parcel that I’d assumed held my Timothy’s stuff. It was at this point that all of my carefully-planned rants fell apart because the parcel actually contained my manga.
Huzzah!
Of course, irony contrived to make sure that it was the stuff that was shipped after the first lot and that I can’t actually read it until the other parcel arrives, but I don’t care. Twenty-five percent of my manga is finally here!
I shall now dance.
Once that was out of the way, I was going to rant about how unfair it was that my Timothy’s parcel of stuff had been left at the door whereas my parcel of lovely manga was going to remain languishing in a post office until the next afternoon.
And then I came back inside from my fruitless jaunt to the wrong post office and opened the parcel that I’d assumed held my Timothy’s stuff. It was at this point that all of my carefully-planned rants fell apart because the parcel actually contained my manga.
Huzzah!
Of course, irony contrived to make sure that it was the stuff that was shipped after the first lot and that I can’t actually read it until the other parcel arrives, but I don’t care. Twenty-five percent of my manga is finally here!
I shall now dance.