rants

Still nothing. The guy in Pittsburgh explains my package is somewhere among several thousand others and can't be located. I left a voicemail for a manager named Deborah. Haven't heard back. Grrr.

Friday's guy never called back and the tracking page hasn't moved all weekend. Turns out Home Delivery doesn't run Sundays or Mondays, and today the place was closed. She seemed hopeful about tomorrow. Riiiight.

Delivery day, again. The local center guy promised to locate the package and call me back by 5pm. While I appreciate the enthusiasm, I'm not actually expecting him to call ever. 5pm came and went.

Delivery day, and then the dreaded shipment exception: cannot locate recipient. FedEx Over-Night finds my new-neighborhood house. So does DHL. FedEx Ground persists in wallowing in its incompetence.

No update to the tracking page. I know this because I check every 15 to 20 seconds. FedEx's web servers have never known load like they do when I'm expecting a delivery.

Ordered a cable-only Empower airplane adapter for my PowerBook. Processed and shipped same day (speedy), delivery via FedEx Ground (crap). The tracking number is live and it's off.

Walmart produce, because someone has to buy the left-overs.

Netflix happily overrode the USPS address-validation when their system didn't recognize my new address. Skype, on the other hand, said no override, no order. The end. Brilliant. Also, a duck committed suicide at the top of my neighborhood.

The Type A engineer in me insists: figure skating is the half-time show of the Olympics. You can't meaningfully measure it for medals. It belongs there about as much as someone throwing a ribbon around.