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I am LIVID. My bed, which was supposed to be delivered between 4 and 8pm tonight, STILL IS NOT HERE at 10:25 pm. The driver just called and said they're "on their way", and would be here in 30 minutes. When I replied in horror, "at 11? It was supposed to be here before 8" he mumbled some drivel about being behind. I asked what I was supposed to do if it wasn't here by 11, and he said they would deliver it tomorrow morning. Um, NO, buddy, some of us work. I'm not taking off more time to sit here and wait while you fucking frequent the Dunkin Donuts or sightsee or whatever it is that made you three hours late.
I don't mean to pull the expecting card, but I'm tired, and of course, I can't even do anything until they fucking get here. I took apart the old bed already and can't go to bed on the couch because they'll have to walk through the living room. I told Ryan he needs to deal with them, and that he better not be nice. I am ordinarily a very generous tipper but I just want them to drop off my fucking bed and leave.
I don't mean to pull the expecting card, but I'm tired, and of course, I can't even do anything until they fucking get here. I took apart the old bed already and can't go to bed on the couch because they'll have to walk through the living room. I told Ryan he needs to deal with them, and that he better not be nice. I am ordinarily a very generous tipper but I just want them to drop off my fucking bed and leave.