So we consulted the FedEx tracking thing, which indicated that the tee vee had been on the truck since 0804 today. When it got close to 1900 & we re-checked, it was revealed that the package was at the local FedEx facility as of 1834.
A 'phone call revealed there'd been "trouble w/ the truck, or driver, or something" & our happiness should be here by 2130. If the fucking thing has been damaged by being bounced around in a truck all day, or if the driver was drunk & ran the truck over a cliff & they show up w/ a less than perfect set, we can guarantee you that earthquakes & race riots will be the least of Southern California's concerns, as the skies will blacken w/ the smoke of FedEx facilities from the desert to the sea, & from S. D. to S.B.
How much emotional damage can we claim from being denied the chance to watch the Dodger game tonight?
*No, we aren't getting TiVo. We can operate DVD & VHS recorders w/o any trouble, unlike most AmeriKKKans. But we thought the play on play-title was worth it.
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