Qikz wrote:I live in a small block of flats so if something gets dropped to me end of the work day I drop off their stuff at their door so they get it on the way back. Never had any complaints about doing it but I also don't have to walk far to drop it off and it's all inside behind a locked door.
poshrule_uk wrote:I mean if you ordered something why wouldn't you want to go get it. I don't get that mentality.
The person who left a note with them may have forgot to say where they dropped it or left a completely cryptic note that you can't even read to be fair.
Sometimes couriers don't even do that and rely on checking the tracking. I guess some people can't or won't or don't even know that there is tracking.
Victor Mildew wrote:Green Gecko wrote:Victor Mildew wrote:I am sick to strawberry floating death of our house being treated as the defacto attempted delivery hub for the road. The banana splits never come and get their parcels, often leaving then at our house for days until we go over and say there's something for them, and they pretend they didn't know, even though I've watched the delivery driver put the note through their door.
I've been ignoring the door for a while now when I know it's not for us, but just now I was expecting something so answered.
"Hello there mate, what it is see is I've got a parcel for your neighbour across the road".
Now I can't say no, because it's the regular driver and I don't want anything I have delivered to mysteriously go missing or get left in the rain or something.
Now I've got someone else's post annoying me.
It happened a few times when we had just moved in. Twice it was someone ordering crates of wine. FFS aren't you going to not want to carry that? Also kind of embarrassing (to be fair they were buying bulk to save money). The 2nd time they took ages to collect.
I recently received a taste card for the person who sold this place to the landlord. It's on my fridge, and I'm very tempted to use it, because strawberry float them, how did they forget that they SOLD the address over two years ago that they registered with? As if they have too much money to even check their subscriptions.
Use it, as you say they can't even keep track of their stuff.
Package is still here. She came home not long after it got delivered, and instead of just coming and getting it, she just ignored it. A friend of theirs parked and blocked a neighbours drive, and that neighbour had to knock on her door to get her to move. She then move that car in front of our house, instead of parking ON THE EMPTY DRIVE in front of her own place. Then she went to the neighbours house and picked a large parcel up off her, so she KNEW there was a parcel there and only got it becuase she got dragged out of the house. STILL then didn't just come over and get the one from us. strawberry floating lazy twats.
I had something for a neighbour for like 6 weeks in my old place but the most random/petty/annoyingly small and seemingly pointless thing we ever had for the neighbour was a ball of string.
Like, they were so desperate to get some strawberry floating string, or yarn, or whatever it was, or it was such a thing at the back of their mind that they never remembered having ordered it. I think it was the first time we had to interact with them, but they're actually perfectly nice. DPD who are usually bang on and I rarely miss delivered to them with some of my business shirts and they opened the door in red and white tracksuits with some peppy music on, nice people, Polish I think (if that's relevant, I think they generally are nice so is that positive discrimination...)
Neighbour on the other "side" is technically on another street (and we're on both because it's a corner property). Gave him a bottle of wine once which he refused kindly because he's T-total but I didn't understand what he was implying and I made him take it anyway
, he then returned the favour ringing the door bell and putting a tin of olives on the doorstep. I swear recently I found some random door insulation package on my patio which I think was a mystery gift when it was super cold and my windows are buggered at the minute. Or they ordered some, thought it didn't work for them, and gave it to us. It's like a cat leaving unneeded gifts for you.
Talked to them a bunch of times. Yes they knock the walls if I'm playing guitar or production electronic stuff and that can strawberry float with my anxiety but they stopped when I went into another room for that or used headphones (obviously). He's a publishing publicist or editor or something. He actually compliments me on my playing but the noisier/electronic stuff probably bothers him more. Never took anything in for him.
I'm very fortunate with my neighbours and the area in general, yet another reason why I have to plough 200% of my energy into keeping it in my current situation. My disability means I'm not so good dealing with awkward social stuff, or I under or overplay it / under/overdo it with those interactions.
Your neighbour's drive situation sounds strawberry floating insane though. That would piss me off no end, but I don't have a drive nor can I, well, drive, so it's a non-issue for me. When your drive is technically your property or privilege though, that can strawberry float right off.
Reminds me of something silly here. A couple of streets away there's four or five of those semi detached properties that all share one massive drive (with a "slot" for each - they even have cat's eyes to separate them) and have a garage underneath them. On one of the drives, which is empty, there's what I can only describe as a giant paper mache dog (or possibly pig). The other day I was walking home and noticed it wasn't there, then some meek/tired looking older guy came out from some storage shed and put the dog back, so I called out saying, "I wondered where he had gone!". No response. I think they "park" the giant dog there to make sure no-one else parks on their drive, or as some kind of humorous reference that it's their drive. It's pretty funny.