There is an Amazon Hub where I live. For anyone unfamiliar, this is a group of multi-sized lockers, and orders such as Amazon and other packages can be delivered here and locked securely until a code is entered. When the code is put in correctly, a random door will open, and, VOILA, there's the package!
I have lived at this same apartment complex for almost two years now, and I have not had any major issues with the Amazon Hub except that once the UPS delivered a super-important document and gave me the code -- but it wasn't even mail for me. Other than that, I have never had an issue with the locker system.
Until recently.
I ordered some books (big surprise), and they were delivered to the Hub locker. No problem. I've done this at least fifty times already. This time, the box is in the very top locker. Well, I am five-foot-two on a good day, so I tried to grab the box while standing on my tippy toes. No suck luck because whoever delivered it pushed the box back into the deep locker.
I cannot back my car any further, so standing on the trunk or hood is not an option. Nor is heading home to get a stepstool since once the door closes, I cannot open it again even with the code. So, I reach for the bike pump. It has a thin handle. Maybe I can catch the box. Nope. It budges a little, but not enough. My fingers are still slipping on the box edge.
I grab my leather driving gloves, figuring maybe my hands are too slippery or something. Nope. The box is simply too heavy for my fingers to move it close enough to grab completely.
I dig out a golf umbrella. Surely that must be long enough. But, no, it is actually too cumbersome to make a positive difference and accidentally pushes the box even further in than it had originally been into the storage cubby. I throw the umbrella into my open trunk, figuring all of the facing apartments and the entire office staff must be having a grand laugh at my expense.
The following day, I get another notification that I have a package. Well, surely it won't be in the top locker bin again. Right? I mean, what are the odds after all this time with just one height-related insult?
Sonofabitch, it is in the top bin. Not the same exact bin, mind you, but a top locker, just the same. I go right for the scraper-brush, get the package, and head home. Over the weekend I am with friends at a home goods type store. I see a foldable stepstool for $8. SOLD! It now sits in the trunk of my car. Screw you, Amazon and UPS and USPS! I am onto you and your dirty tricks!
Of course, now all of my packages will be delivered to the bottom row of bins because I have hip issues. It's just my rotten luck.
