Karlos wrote:
Parcel Farce are just the pits when it comes to screwing you around with packages.
Yup, I think we've all been victims to their f*ck ups at some point :madashell:
I sometimes think the inability to read an address is prime requirement to being a postie, or maybe they just employ McDonalds rejects.
Many years ago I ordered a 56k modem, asked them to deliver it at work as there would be noone home to sign for it. I stayed late at work just incase Parcel Force were running late but nothing turned up. Drove home, totally p*ssed off and guess what was dumped on my doorstep in plain view of anyone walking by ..?
Nope, not my modem but a tin of yacht varnish
(with someone elses name and address on it , an address 12 bloody miles away. Neither the names or addresses were remotely similar so why it got dumped at mine can only be be down to the driver being an utter moron. )
I found a number for the address on the tin, phoned him up and guess what he had delivered to him that morning :roll: . Neither of us wanted to trust PF again, god knows what we'd end up with so I had to drive over and swap parcels..
