Where, Oh Where Have My Brain Cells All Gone? (I Miss Them.)
I'm feeling a bit sheepish right about now. At the end of August I ordered some shirts for the boys. We're having a family picture at our reunion in December and everyone is supposed to match. We had ordered shirts last spring, or maybe even winter, but they were stolen along with my Dad's luggage when he was bringing them home for me. That's another story for another time. Anyway, Gap had the exact color shirt on clearance at the end of August, so I ordered 4. They said 4-7 business days for shipping but it's been almost three weeks. Feeling a bit frustrated and, I'll admit, a little put out, I went to their website all ready to complain. I thought I'd just check and see where the shipment was before I opened my big mouth. Good thing, too. The website tracker said they had already been delivered. What?! I looked at the details and discovered that I had ingeniously had the shirts sent to our house in Manchester, NH. That's logical, since I'm there all the time. The brain power that it must have taken to do that is staggering. Funny thing is, I don't remember putting in an address when I ordered. I mean, hopefully I would know where I currently live if I was asked to tell someone. I hope that means I ordered from them before and had an account set up, but I don't remember doing that either. My memory cells must be leaking out of my ears at an accelerated rate lately. I called the 800 number and explained the problem. The very nice woman looked up my information and said the shipment was signed for by a man (no name) in Manchester. A very nice 20-something single guy bought our house from us. Maybe it was him. Don't know what he'd want with four identical boys shirts in different sizes, though. The woman said he'd most likely return the package to Gap with the return sticker and very kindly resent my order to our current address. This time it will take 6-9 business days and she put a signature requirement on this package. I think she's doing her part to save me from myself. I really appreciate it. Hope I remember it tomorrow.