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I was receiving a GMP V yesterday via Fedex, and there turned out to be a very interesting story surrounding its' arrival. I'll post pics when I can, but you've got to read this!
OK. I started running the tracking # when I came into work at 8, and it showed as being close by, but still on the truck for delivery. Yippeee!! It'll be here any minute! Well, I ran it again around 11 o'clock and it showed as having been delivered and signed for, but there was no guitar here. Fedex had not even been by here. I went nuts! [img]graemlins/images/icons/mad.gif[/img]
I went to a local Fedex hub and got a full printout of its' delivery schedule and get this, the name that had been used to sign for it was "P.Ness". Yep, just like it sounds. P.Ness!! Red flags went up immediately of course and I assumed this was a fictitious name and that my guitar had been stolen, wether by the driver or just some lucky, unsuspecting idiot whom it may have been accidentily delivered to.
I called every Fedex location in town, the local police, everyone I could think of. The best I could get was,"You'll have to wait 24 hours because we can't get in touch with our drivers while they're on the road." [img]graemlins/bs.gif[/img]
I told the girl at Fedex how much this guitar was worth and that the Police said they WANTED to get involved asap since it was Grand Theft, and it seemed to sort of light a fire under her ass. She called a regional manger who got in touch with the driver (imagine that) and he said he'd get to the bottom of it.
Two hours and a million volitile expletives later, this chick at the Fedex place asked me if there was a music store located near my address. I told her that there was in fact. She said that the dumbass driver assumed that because it looked like a guitar box, that it must be going to that shop, but when he went to drop it off, the store was closed. So what does he do with it? He goes up and down this strip mall until he finds the only place open, a frikkin' fabric store, and this woman signs for it, not knowing what it was. He did this even though my name and address was printed clearly on the box. Are the numbers 2923 and 3035 anywhere near one another?! [img]graemlins/nono.gif[/img]
But here's the killer. The woman's name? Patricia Ness. [img]graemlins/laugh.gif[/img] Can you believe that shit?
Anyway, I go down to the music store in question and the guitar had been dropped off by Mrs. Ness. There it was, intact. My nightmare was over. But I mean, what are the chances of that name and all, especially while the guitar was MIA!!! Luckily, the guys at the shop know me and set it aside, knowing I'd be by to get it eventually.
Oh well, it all turned out o.k. and #576 is in my hands, but if I were Mrs. Ness, I think I'd sign my full name from now on!
I was receiving a GMP V yesterday via Fedex, and there turned out to be a very interesting story surrounding its' arrival. I'll post pics when I can, but you've got to read this!
OK. I started running the tracking # when I came into work at 8, and it showed as being close by, but still on the truck for delivery. Yippeee!! It'll be here any minute! Well, I ran it again around 11 o'clock and it showed as having been delivered and signed for, but there was no guitar here. Fedex had not even been by here. I went nuts! [img]graemlins/images/icons/mad.gif[/img]
I went to a local Fedex hub and got a full printout of its' delivery schedule and get this, the name that had been used to sign for it was "P.Ness". Yep, just like it sounds. P.Ness!! Red flags went up immediately of course and I assumed this was a fictitious name and that my guitar had been stolen, wether by the driver or just some lucky, unsuspecting idiot whom it may have been accidentily delivered to.
I called every Fedex location in town, the local police, everyone I could think of. The best I could get was,"You'll have to wait 24 hours because we can't get in touch with our drivers while they're on the road." [img]graemlins/bs.gif[/img]
I told the girl at Fedex how much this guitar was worth and that the Police said they WANTED to get involved asap since it was Grand Theft, and it seemed to sort of light a fire under her ass. She called a regional manger who got in touch with the driver (imagine that) and he said he'd get to the bottom of it.
Two hours and a million volitile expletives later, this chick at the Fedex place asked me if there was a music store located near my address. I told her that there was in fact. She said that the dumbass driver assumed that because it looked like a guitar box, that it must be going to that shop, but when he went to drop it off, the store was closed. So what does he do with it? He goes up and down this strip mall until he finds the only place open, a frikkin' fabric store, and this woman signs for it, not knowing what it was. He did this even though my name and address was printed clearly on the box. Are the numbers 2923 and 3035 anywhere near one another?! [img]graemlins/nono.gif[/img]
But here's the killer. The woman's name? Patricia Ness. [img]graemlins/laugh.gif[/img] Can you believe that shit?
Anyway, I go down to the music store in question and the guitar had been dropped off by Mrs. Ness. There it was, intact. My nightmare was over. But I mean, what are the chances of that name and all, especially while the guitar was MIA!!! Luckily, the guys at the shop know me and set it aside, knowing I'd be by to get it eventually.
Oh well, it all turned out o.k. and #576 is in my hands, but if I were Mrs. Ness, I think I'd sign my full name from now on!
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