Ive chatted before about how few of my family members read my blog.
This is a good thing, People.
Regardless Ive chosen to write as if no one is reading (to bastardize the quote about dancing. we all know I cant dance) and it’s freeing none the less.
Today I have a story to share.
A tale Ive already told this woman via Skype and which cracks me UP.
A story which Im confident wont translate into blog form but, as I unpacked the boxes tonight, I felt compelled to share.
Lets back up a bit first.
As a blogger Im fortunate enough to have the opportunity to review products. UPS pops by here practically daily and the Tornado now greets our UPS man shouting: THANK YOU THANK YOU!!
As soon as he leaves she runs for my video camera and awaits what’s inside.
One evening the UPS man arrived while I was leading a webinar. I dashed to the door, signed for the package, and said:
sorry to rush you. Im working right now. leading a teleseminar.
To which our lovely UPS man smiled and responded:
well, you’d better work some more with all the internet shopping you do! go! go!
Ren Man, friends, fellow bloggers, and I laughed about those sentences for a weeks.
It had never occurred to me to think about the fact our UPS guy thought I was PURCHASING all the stuffs which arrive at the domicile daily.
Each time since then—when packageS arrive—I giggle imagining *him* believing I sit here all day not WRITING but ordering.
It all struck me as hilarious. (clarification: upon rereading Im not sure the above conveys how I LOVE my UPS man. He was teasing ENTIRELY. Im sure more truth was said in jest…but I adore him).
FLASH FORWARD TO LAST WEEK.
I ambled to my cupboards for some JERKEE and discovered this:
I panicked since I cant ever find this stuff in stores. It’s all online ordering.
I scrambled for my wallet, dashed to the computer and had 10 boxes overnighted. Yep. I decided the extra five dollars was worth it to get me some JERKEE here pronto.
For some reason the order didnt go through & I kept getting an ERROR!!! page so I tried again.
And decided to place my order later (Im sure you see where Im going with this).
Hours later I ordered my beloved Jerkee (10 boxes. 100 sticks. overnighted. ) and this time the order went through…as had the other three (!).
And, by the time I received the order confirmation emails, the SHIPPED! emails followed swiftly behind. (is this not funny at all to you? it may not be. up in herre Im giggling like there be no ‘morrow).
FLASH FORWARD TO MY UPS DRIVER ARRIVING.
In the Austin heat, sweating, muttering, PILED HIGH WITH JERKEE BOXES…so high he could barely see.
He plopped the boxes on the porch, gave me a YOU CRAZY LADY look, and headed back to the truck.
And, since Im never one to think of witty responses inthemoment, I just shouted lovingly at his retreating back:
You SO dont wanna know the story with this one.
And I unpacked it all before Ren Man returned.
Yep. That’s it today.
No great fitness tie-in (unless you count the fact Ive built my biceps from the Jerkee).
No advice (except maybe to be skeptical if you get an ERROR! Order didnt go through! message).
No amazing, moving moment (except the joyful, salty movement of me unpacking the Jerkee treats).
Just a mildly moronic misfit whos all set and READY to eat her weight in ostrich.
Got any good internet ordering stories to normalize my debacle? Id love to hear them…