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Wii would like to mail…

Richard wanted a Nintendo Wii. Ostensibly so the kids in his church group can play games on it when they have meetings/parties/whatever. I’m sure, however, he’ll make sure to get plenty of practice so he’ll know how to play the games (wink, wink).

There’s just one problem with Wii’s. They are hard to find.
Jonathan works at a toy store. He watched for Wii’s.
Finally, ONE Wii came in to Toys R Us. Jonathan bought it.

Now Jonathan is in Tennessee, and Richard is in Manitoba, so it’s a little far to “hand” deliver the Wii. The next option, of course, is to mail the package. However, mailing packages to Canada can get expensive. Fortunately, since Richard and Chrystie live near the US/Canadian border, they also keep a post office box in Minnesota. That makes things easy.

Well, it should have been easy.

Jonathan and I found a box to pack the Wii in. We taped and taped and got it all tucked in. We thought the Wii was good to go. We were wrong.

Our nearest post office is 8 miles away, so that’s where we went. Jonathan put the box on the counter, and the postal clerk weighed it. She asked if we wanted insurance. We said yes. She shook the box and asked what was in it. A Wii we said. She said it wasn’t packed securely enough and refused to insure it. “If you want insurance, go home and repackage it.”

What a waste of time. Every time I go to this particular post office and get this particular clerk, she always seems to be on a power trip and finds something to fuss about.

We headed home. We cut through miles of tape. We stuffed more Styrofoam peanuts in the box. We re-taped the package.

We went to a different post office.

It was night and day. The guy there was friendly and courteous. He weighed the package, told us what it would cost to mail it, asked if we wanted insurance and how much, and that was that. After spending most of the morning on the task, we’re done.

The Wii’s in the mail.

1 comments:

WWWWiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The kids (for whom, of course, it's all for) will thank you (what's that, Chrystie? I'M a "kid"? Dang, the jig is up!)