I am the UPS' slave
Man, I wonder why my whole entire life right now is relying upon the stupid UPS. It's quite sad actually.
It's like you can't walk, sleep, eat, or even breathe until the stupid UPS comes at your door with a stupid ass smile saying, "Here's your package. Just sign here to release you temporarily from slavery until the next time you order something. Bye-bye!" and drives off hoping he won't fall out of that brownish-black UPS truck.
man....if it's this bad waiting for a couple of purses and accessories, then I wonder how bad it's gonna be when I order my bass guitar. I'll probably be dead before it arrives.
Why order you ask? 'Cause no music store around me for 20 miles has the effing ESP custom bass!!
UPS = United Postal Slaves
It's like you can't walk, sleep, eat, or even breathe until the stupid UPS comes at your door with a stupid ass smile saying, "Here's your package. Just sign here to release you temporarily from slavery until the next time you order something. Bye-bye!" and drives off hoping he won't fall out of that brownish-black UPS truck.
man....if it's this bad waiting for a couple of purses and accessories, then I wonder how bad it's gonna be when I order my bass guitar. I'll probably be dead before it arrives.
Why order you ask? 'Cause no music store around me for 20 miles has the effing ESP custom bass!!
UPS = United Postal Slaves