Delivery companies leaving things with neighbours
Posted: Wed 16 Dec, 2009 15.11
I must say the Royal Mail are a tedious lot at best, but at least when they deliver a package and you're not in, it's only a 10 minute drive to the office to pick it up, or they can redeliver online, or they can send it to your local post office etc.
And they DON'T randomly leave parcels with neighbours and then not leave you a card to say so.
This blog post gives an awesome account of the procedure for collecting failed parcels. (Although he neglets to mention that the parcel company is always one of about fifty massive warehousey buildings and the PARCEL warehouse is identified by a plaque the size of a business card).
However I would sooner drive to Spogtenville Industrial Park FIVE TIMES OVER than deal with my neighbours on the subject of parcels.
Now I don't know about you, but my relationship with my neighbours is icy at best. I try and pretend I haven't seen them if I notice them in the street, and ignore all their odious neighbourhood bonohomie schemes. So it's a real DEFEAT when I'm forced into going to their bloody house to collect a parcel. (My neighbours plainly love the power trip: they open the door and let their dog bark at me, and then pretend they have no idea what I have come to their house for ("Oh how lovely of you to drop by!") so I have to say that I'M JUST HERE FOR THE PARCEL).
I know the simple solution is for me to get friendly with my neighbours. But I don't want to! What are others' views on this; am I just an antisocial bastard, or are the delivery companies wrong to assume I enjoy a genial relationship with my neighbours, or both?
And they DON'T randomly leave parcels with neighbours and then not leave you a card to say so.
This blog post gives an awesome account of the procedure for collecting failed parcels. (Although he neglets to mention that the parcel company is always one of about fifty massive warehousey buildings and the PARCEL warehouse is identified by a plaque the size of a business card).
However I would sooner drive to Spogtenville Industrial Park FIVE TIMES OVER than deal with my neighbours on the subject of parcels.
Now I don't know about you, but my relationship with my neighbours is icy at best. I try and pretend I haven't seen them if I notice them in the street, and ignore all their odious neighbourhood bonohomie schemes. So it's a real DEFEAT when I'm forced into going to their bloody house to collect a parcel. (My neighbours plainly love the power trip: they open the door and let their dog bark at me, and then pretend they have no idea what I have come to their house for ("Oh how lovely of you to drop by!") so I have to say that I'M JUST HERE FOR THE PARCEL).
I know the simple solution is for me to get friendly with my neighbours. But I don't want to! What are others' views on this; am I just an antisocial bastard, or are the delivery companies wrong to assume I enjoy a genial relationship with my neighbours, or both?