A few months ago, just before Christmas, I had ordered 2 turtleneck pullover tops from Amazon.us. One I received, the other said I received it but, alas, I did not.
The app said the package was “handed directly to someone at the receptionist’s desk”.
There was no one at the desk at the time of the alleged delivery. (One doesn’t get the opportunity to use that word often!!)
I went so far as to ask Jesús if maybe Liz was around, and had received it, and was waiting to bring it with her when she came downstairs.
She wasn’t even in the building.
Jesús offered to review the video of the front door at the time of the “you know what”, and did I want to come down, and watch as well?
Sure, I told him; I’ll come down. (This was just at the beginning of us being sick, so I really didn’t want to go, but I went anyway.) I’m very glad I did.
We watched a delivery man pull up to the condo on his motorcycle, buzz our apartment, wait about 15 seconds, and left; with my package.
I hadn’t been able to get to the concierge phone, in those 15 seconds, as I was in bed, having just gone to bed about 4 hours prior.
On the app, as I said, he indicated he left the package, delivered, with a receptionist.
I couldn’t believe it. I’m so glad I saw it on the screen. I have a copy of it even, to remind myself that, unfortunately, not everyone is honest.
I hope he can give the green turtleneck to someone he loves. He must have needed it more than I did.
Yes, I contacted Amazon in the US, online, and they refunded my money within a matter of days.
No moral to this story. Just another day in my life.
Until next time, stay happy, healthy, and safe. Wash, cover, and protect yourselves.