Between 8 and 12.

Once. Just once I'd like to be on a delivery schedule where they tell me "Between 8 and 12" and have a knock on the door at 8:15. Just once.
As I sat flipping the channels between "Apollo 13" and "Witness" - I stopped once when the Kelly McGillis nude scene flashed on, stunned that Universal showed it so early in the day - I wondered who exactly were the lucky people who get to experience such events. (The delivery thing, not naked Kelly McGillis - although that's interesting, too).
Somewhere in New Jersey a happy mattress owner was greeting their courteous delivery guys at 8:15 and gushing over the prompt attention to their schedule. It wasn't here.
Just as Jack Swigert was powering-down the command module, a knock came at the door. I had anticipated it, because the cat sensed the strangers approaching, like a feline alarm system.
11:34.
Technically, it's between 8 and 12, so can I complain?
Nope. Plus the fact that it's a beautiful mattress that sits on the bed about 4 inches higher than the old one, so I'll have to buy the cat a stepladder.
I need a nap. Fortunately, I know exactly where to go for that.

Comments

Handsome B. Wonderful said…
Yeah I've never had anyone come toward the early end of the time frame. I hate sitting there all day waiting nervously for the guy/gal to show up.

I wish that I could tell my bill collectors that I'll pay them in 2-3 weeks.
January 19, 2008 at 12:25 PM
annabkrr said…
LOL James. Wonder what they'd say if we told 'em that? :)

When we had our Dish put in they told us between 7-5!!! And the dumb ass didn't get here until after 5.

I wanted to throw something at him.
January 19, 2008 at 1:48 PM
Anthony said…
anna: I would have hit him with the dish.
January 19, 2008 at 7:36 PM
Firestarter5 said…
That was no different than when I was living by Toronto and needed the cable people to fix my cable system. They told me someone would be there between 9 and 5. I had to use up a vacation day just to wait for someone who, when they eventually arrived, was done the job in under 10 minutes. Thanks for that.
January 20, 2008 at 10:06 AM
Firestarter5 said…
Admit it though. The new mattress is heavenly isn't it. The miracles of modern science.
January 20, 2008 at 10:07 AM
Anthony said…
It is awesome, Fire. I should have bought it 4 months ago.
January 20, 2008 at 10:18 AM
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