Ordered a new battery charger for my camera. I was just too clever. Of course, I'll find it the day after I get the new one. Fucking Murphy.
I spent 30 minutes on the phone today with a woman explaining to her that she can't get her pants because they are lost in the mail. I don't have special package powers that will magically transport it to her house. I'm sorry that your post office is full of morons, but it is out of my hands as soon as it leaves the warehouse. Thanks for calling, buh bye. Couldn't take my word for it, I had to get a "supervisor" to tell her the same thing. *rolls eyes*
Seriously, 30 minutes for me to tell her and then 15 for the supervisor to tell her the same thing I just told her.
I HATE PANTS.