isn’t it nice when you wake up and life is a series of nice,happy things?
except i don’t understand this…why is it that when i order things, so they can deliver it to my house…they always end up shipping to the wrong place and i have to go pick it up???
where is the logic in this?
FIRST you get my address wrong (your despatcher obviously cannot read, not my fault).
2 G (for GORILLA!) is NOT the same as 26. There is no 26 anyway,so how did you manage to find it, you lying booger?
THEN you get my PHONE NUMBER wrong.
THEN you say. I WENT TO YOUR HOUSE AND NOBODY WAS HOME AND SO I CALLED THE NUMBER AND NOBODY PICKED UP.
okay. breathe. focus on the prize here.
it is shoes.
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