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Fed ex bathroom frustration blues

On the bright side your NBD anticipation of today gets extended to tomorrow, so tomorrow is today's NBD which is tomorrow's yesterday which is also your NBD. You get two NBDs, in theory, which you can choose to accept or deny depending on your attitude about NBDs. You could also have a similar experience tomorrow, which is NBD, that could extend yesterday's NBD over today's NBD and into tomorrow, making NBD tomorrow - which would be the longest NBD ever (can anyone link to another? I've been off TB for a while). And the furthest NBD, given the distance we humans have traveled through space since the beginning of yesterday's NBD. Given that the overwhelming majority of us experience a normal 24-hour NBD, while simultaneously wishing NBDs could be longer (I am assuming, for more playing time), I think we can safely all say NBDs should remain 24 hours to avoid the feeling of "let down" and ongoing anticipation that continues to increase the hormones and other chemicals that keep us awake during these periods of pre-NBD and day-of-but-pre-delivery NBD symptoms, which is a completely different experience from post-NBD symptoms, or lack thereof (assuming a satisfactory purchase). In sum, the longest and furthest NBD, which has potential to be further increased depending on tommorow's NBD activities.

Congrats?

TL;DR: Don't do this tomorrow. NBDs should equal one day and one day only.

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Yes, the perfect storm...
Fedex shows up this morning to deliver my anticipated bass guitar while I'm In a bathroom break.
By the time I made it to the door, the truck was gone and a door tag was stuck on my house

try again tomorrow . I need to learn to hold it in better I guess.:mad::rage::(:poop:
Almost spit up my coffee reading this.... :roflmao: By the time you ran to the door you must of been all pooped out! Don't forget to post some pics when you get it. :bassist:
 
I'd been waiting all day for my delivery
But I waited so long that now I gotta pee
I tried holding on but I can't hold it no more
And that's when the driver knocked on my door

I ran to the hall but I don't think I'll make it
No time to finish and no time to shake it
I want to get my hands on that used Gibson Ripper
And that's when I caught myself in the zipper

With a scream and a curse I fell to my knees
Oh, Mr Driver, wait for me please!
I gritted my teeth and began to crawl
But the front door is just too far down the hall

I can tell this just isn't going to be my day
I'm only half way there when he drives away
Now I'm gonna have to wait 'til my bass re-ships
But for now I gotta go wipe up some drips
 
I swear he came by in his car and just snuck the note on to the door and drove off.
It's in the employee manual:

ups delivery instructions.jpg
 
Literally last week I had a new acoustic guitar coming ups, signature required. I had my folks over for dinner and we were all inside whooping it up, but the front door was open, just the screen door closed. The ups driver is familiar, he's been our guy for years and my wife and I ship and receive a lot. Anyway, I didn't hear him at the door, went outside and the guitar was sitting there. Next day he said "I just left it, I knew you'd want it...", and to show my appreciation I made him a waffle cone for his ride...
 
The Fugs already made a song about this dilemma back in the late 60s...........Caca Rocka

(I'd give the youtube link but I don't want to risk a "warning".) (You can look it up yourself.)

A real bummer sittin' on the can and missin' the FedEx man.
 
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FedEx is the absolute worst. In my experience, they rarely knock. They just quietly leave the notice on my door while I'm patiently sitting in the living room.
I had that happen once. I was sitting in the living room, literally 10 feet from the front door, with both of my dogs who can hear a flea fart from 10 blocks away and bark like lunatics at everything, and when I checked the front door there is the "no one home" notice. I don't know how the hell he got to the front door without being heard.

Anyway I called FedEx, mad as a wet hornet, and they arranged for me to meet him about 10 miles from my house. He says, "I rang your doorbell." I said, "I don't know how I didn't hear it, I was sitting 10 feet from the door with my 2 dogs." :rollno: