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If you’re my friend on Facebook, you know that I’ve been stalking a purchase on UPS.com.  I usually do this with any package that’s coming my way, but this one was particularly special.  It’s Chris and my Christmas gift to each other - a new 40″ flatscreen HD tv (1090p 120hz, if you care).  Beyond my need to know the whereabouts of my shit, I needed to plan to be home because it required a signature for delivery.

Last night, Chris got a call from UPS stating that it would be delivered today between 8am and 7pm.  (Way to be specific, UPS.) I guess that can’t assume everyone keeps their tracking site up on their laptops and hits refresh every hour or so.  After that call, I promptly cleared my schedule for today.  We were supposed to go to the Science museum and run a few errands, but now my only task was to wait for the TV.  Simple enough, right?

Well, around 9am, I realized that my hair was really skanky and that I needed a shower.  I figured it was okay.  After all, UPS usually delivers to businesses in the morning.  Just to be on the safe side, I put a note on the door that said, “UPS, Please knock loud,” and I hopped in the shower.  Apparently, UPS Freight doesn’t deliver to just businesses in the morning because as soon as I got my hair suds up, I heard Lucy barking.

You see, I didn’t ask the delivery man to knock loud so I would hear him.  I asked him to knock loud so the dog would hear him.  I knew that she would go absolutely bat shit if there was a man knocking on the front door, and I was right.

I jumped out of the shower, dried off as best as I could, wrapped my soapy hair in a towel, threw on a robe, tossed the dog in the bedroom, and answered the door.   The UPS man wasn’t sure what to make of it.  Cecilia thought it was hilarious.  It took him a moment, but offered to scoot the TV inside the front door and quickly scurried off (very quickly).

Needless to say, Lucy earned her keep today. It was really windy today, and I’m just thankful that we didn’t get a big gust of air while I was standing on the front porch in my robe.  The UPS guy would have gotten more than just a signature. (Eek!)

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