Long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away….
Six months ago – I boxed up a Petri 1.9 to mail it out to Ontario, CA 91761. I had my friend go to the post office for me. He came back and told me he had to fill out a US customs form for me. I asked “why would you need to fill out a customs form?” He said, “The lady at the post office said when you mail stuff to Ontario Canada you’d need the form.” Well, apparently they do not understand the differences between a US Zip code and Canadian Zip code. They caught the mistakes somewhere down the line and got the package to the correct Ontario.
Five months ago – An Olympic infinity stylus did not survive the trip to CA with moderate amount of bubble wrap. (I thought it was adequate, but it wasn’t overkill like I usually do due to the size of the box). The camera worked before I mailed it, but it wouldn’t stop beeping after it got there, even though it was in one piece.
Four months ago – A lab in NH sent out my negatives but I never got them from USPS. I am still waiting for them.
A month ago – A lab in KS mailed out my finished order to Phoenix, AZ, and sent the other guy’s order to me. It wasn’t particularly fun when I opened the box and saw someone else’s name on the receipt, and my 3 rolls of 120 and 1 roll of mounted slides turned into a roll of 110 and prints. We reached out to each other ourselves, swapped the negatives back, and ripped the lab a new one. Well, on a good note, I made a new friend that sells printing (ink) supplies very cheap.
Yesterday – I stopped at a post office near where I was working at the time. The package was a small flat rate box with negatives going to Parsons, KS 67357. I thought when she rang it up, the screen flashes something other than Parsons, KS, but the screen flashes around a lot so I decided to trust the “professional” and didn’t try to upstage her. After I got home I opened up the receipt, it said Palco, KS 67657 instead of Parsons, KS 67357. I thought I could have wrote the address wrong even though I double-checked like I always do. Then I remembered; I took a photo of the box before I mailed it, and it revealed that it wasn’t my fault, my address was written correctly and clearly. I suppose when the box gets to Palco, KS, a town of 277 people, they will get confused when they have to put it in PO BOX 274, since I don’t think every person in town has a PO Box. I suppose shipping got messed up on its way there, but at least there should be no trouble getting it back this time.
I should start buying Pigeons…