12 January 2015

Went To Sleep Watching The Wrong Movie

Woke up to the dog going nuts.

Grabbed the gun and headed to check it out.

Just me missing the FedEx guy.  He's just putting the truck into gear as I get to the window.

I open the door to try and catch their eye, to no avail.

The Hollywood lobe of my just woke up brain says, "shoot out a tire!" to make the truck stop.

This is why we only WATCH Hollywood Lobe and never let it be in charge of anything.

Shooting out the tire of a FedEx truck...  Yeah the last thing you get from that is your package.

As it is, I watched the driver drive away and I've arranged to pick up the package from their "local" facility.  I've danced this dance before with them.

The drivers can't learn "doorbell" so they knock just loud enough to wake the dog, slap the notice on the door and run as if their very lives depended on not being seen by the customer.  I would wait for redelivery tomorrow, but there's very little chance that they'll be here at the same time as today.

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