I take back any praise I had for FedEx the other day.
Today started out decently, until they tried to kill me.
I was up and waiting for my shipment of semen when I received a text from FedEx saying there was a problem and my shipment was going to be delayed.
First it was some BS about the driver left without taking my package.
Then it was it was delayed all together due to weather in Memphis.
I was on the phone immediately, trying to find out where my package was.
Oh good Lord, have you tried to get a human when calling FedEx?
Then the human said I was calling too early and I needed to call back and hung up.
Oh buddy, that was the wrong thing to do when I was already stressed from hearing my package was going to be late!
So, it took another 10 minutes to get another human.
I wasn’t nice. I admit that. I was fuming by that time and the person on the phone took the brunt of my anger.
She had no idea where the package was, but was sure it wouldn’t be delivered until after 11:30!!!
Good grief, if YOU don’t know, then how the heck am I going to know where it is?
I tried explaining to her what was in my package and that I had an appointment for it to be inserted into my dog at 11:00. Could I come down to the warehouse and pick it up?
She didn’t know because she didn’t know where it was.
She was about to say, “you need to call back”.
My mouth was open about to start unloading on her when my doorbell rang.
I snapped my mouth closed and told her to hang on.
It was 8:03 AM.
Nobody rings my doorbell at 8:03 in the morning unless it’s FedEx with a package that should be there before 8:00 AM!
Sure enough, it was a FedEx guy.
I snatched my package out of his hand, then asked what the heck was going on? I explained what I had been told and he just looked at me with his mouth opening and closing like a fish.
I grumbled and shut the door on him.
I got back to the phone and told the gal that the package was just delivered.
She sounded as surprised as I was.
Good Lord, these people are idiots.
Two hours later I was on the road to the repro vet.
What a miserable trip!
It poured rain the whole time.
There were times I could barely see in front of me.
The semen was inserted without a hitch and we headed home.
Another long miserable hour.
What a miserable trip!
So now I wait.
Waiting is not my strong suit, but I have no choice.
FedEx is the reason breeders drink, I swear.