Postman tries to deliver a parcel today, except I’m at work (the lazy
bastard doesn’t generally arrive before 10:30). So instead of returning
it to the sorting office which is a short ride away, he decides to leave
it with a neighbour to save me the journey. All well and good.
Except the neighbour in question had gone out when I got home at 5pm,
and still isn’t back.
I WANT MY FUCKING PARCEL GODAMMIT!.
If the stupid bastard had taken it back, I’d have had it by 5:15, now
I’m going to have to wait til tomorrow evening at least.
FUCKING USELESS SLACKER BASTARD.
Can you tell that I’m not happy?