I love funny cloth diapering stories and I know that some of you reading this can relate. I’m absolutely positive that more than one of you have called the post office to see if a package was there by mistake or have obsessively “tracked” your package online every step of the way until you see that it’s out for delivery. Shoot, one day my fluffy mail was out for delivery and when it didn’t get delivered I actually drove around my neighborhood looking for the mailman so I could ask him if he had accidentally forgotten to deliver my package.
But this post is about the unimaginable (yes I am being dramatic…). What if you suspected foul play, how far would you go to find out where your fluffy mail was?
Let’s go back shall we? I’ll make this as dramatic as I possibly can, for fun, but believe me it’s all true. I had (2) dozen unbleached chinese prefolds, biodegradable/flushable liners, a couple covers and diaper pins on their way to me. I was tracking the UPS order every step of the way.
Bingo! The package was out for delivery but when the UPS truck came and went and did not stop at MY house I got a little frustrated. What the heck! Patience I reminded myself, maybe there were two trucks on this route? There turned out not to be. Bummer.
I tracked the package again and to my HORROR, it said it had been delivered!!! I went outside, looked in the bushes, the mailbox…nothing. I checked the address it was correct. I called the retailer, no luck. I can handle a package taking extra long to deliver but when you tell me something’s been delivered and it hasn’t…then I FREAK OUT!
I waited til the next day and when it again was not delivered I contacted UPS to file a claim. After what seemed like an eternity they were able to determine the package had been signed for and delivered to the WRONG HOUSE!
The Good News? I knew where it was! I was going to walk down the street, knock on the door and politely tell them that my package had accidentally been delivered there. I presumed they’d say “Oh, golly you’re right. Here it is.”
What actually happened? I was not prepared for…
My package was there and I had proof! I must have looked desperate, or like a weirdo, because with very little interaction they handed over my box. It had been OPENED gasp! And it it had been rummaged through! No shame, no effort to try and conceal that they’d opened a box that did not have their name OR address on it! Just “oh yeah, here’s your box” and it’s all open with stuff all hanging out!!! Who does that!? Geeeze!!
So, that’s my close call. What lengths have you gone to in order to get your fluffy mail on time?
I’m Julie, a former cloth diaper retailer who discovered a passion for the industry. Now, instead of selling cloth diapers, I advocate them and promote small businesses I love who sell and manufacture them.
I’m the wife of a fireman and mother of three. I have a daughter and identical twin sons.
