What an ordeal!
Wednesday night 8:30 supposebly they knocked and left a notice...NOT!
Thurday Night I arrive home to find a Notice on the door 2nd attempt (first I've known it was even a 1st attempted)
I call Thursday night and tell them to
hold it, I'll pick it up on friday - they say
"OK" in short.
I call Friday Morning to check ...
"It is on the truck sir" ... But I requested it be held for pickup???? Duh?
"Call back in an hour sir and I get this staightened out" ... which I did. At that time they said "Sorry it is on truck out for delivery" ...
well does that mean even though I requested to hold it at the facility you make an attempt anyway because it is on the truck?
" I'm sorry sir, but it is on the truck so they will attempt another delivery".
So I take off work
early and find no slip at the door. Great I didn't miss it...NOT!
So friday 8:30pm rolls around and I give them a call.
"sir it is out for delivery and our drivers are out sometimes as late as 10:00pm".
So I can still figure it coming? "I'm sorry sir but our records show that it is on the truck and the driver will make an attempt for delivery".
GEEZ... I just want my Rick. I trying to stay cooool
OK So I call back about 9: 45pm -
Where is the package? "sir our records show you requested them to leave it at the facility for pickup"
But But BUT..... Biting my tongue OK where do I pick it up tomorrow and what time do they open?
"we're very sorry sir about this - you can pick it up after 8:00 am at this address..."
Now granted I am talking to a different representative every time and they seem to have access to the driver
Friday night is now a wash and I just didn't feel like going over to a Jam session that began an hour earlier.
Didn't sleep much and got up early drove over to the facility, just to find out the warehouse is not open until 10:00am.
So I go back home
biting my tongue again and hold out for my next trip to the Transfer station.
OK 9:30 rolls around - I'm on my way again.
"Sir your package is at our other facility" Ah....

I'm givin' instuctions and I'm off>>>>>>>>>
Here's where it gets
weird.
Now The first facility where I was instucted to go had a small door you go in and your at the counter - no fuss no muss.
The Facility I was instructed to go to,
where my Rick was, has a:
Guarded parking gate, specific parking place, metal detector you must step through with guard to get into the warehouse, a long walk in the facility to finally a counter clerk,
and a seated waiting area so they can find your package while you wait. What the F#*%? - excuss my French.
Geez.. Give me my Rick already
Finally...THE BOX....

It's a Gibson Carton...

Got to love it.
But it is marked for me and states Rick on the outside. I GOT IT!
Now I can
stare at the box for a while.
At least the Warehouse was reasonably warm and the box doesn't feel cold at all.
I just got home... the wait begins.