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Selected products and byproducts of RantWoman's intermittent attempts at mental housekeeping
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Remember Adventures of RantWoman: AGAIN, Amazon? AGAIIN?
It's way past RantWoman's email witching hour so RantWoman is ignoring her inbox.
RantWoman digressed from daily #Russia #Ukraine war video / Ukrainian independence day diet for The Insane Mystic Folklore Fuelling Putin’s War in Ukraine
Russian STATE TV HACKED- Show's War's REALITY!!
Soooo. RantWoman offers the world Amazon round 3, no thank you USPS.
1. RantWoman now has the three items, a lovely package of snacks and two items that RantWoman would not be thrilled to have to carry home. Hence the enthusiasm for DELIVERY.
2. Thank you to the very courteous human who helped RantWoman just request a refund after sharing a tale of woe involving the US Postal Service and zero likelihood that RantWoman's items would get delivered by the next Amazon Day.
3. RantWoman also splurged on several mor pairs of fingerless gloves because they are brilliantly helping RantWoman keep nasty thumb arthritis at bay. RantWoman mentions the gloves because their packages would in fact neatly fit into RantWoman's mailbox.
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More and better reserve gloves |
Autonomous vehicles are coming. Autonomous Vehicles are coming.
RantWoman's experience about many technologies is that hype and reality do not always line up at first.
For example, although RantWoman so far has not ventured into TikTok, she has it on good authority that the platform is full lf real life experiences by both blind and sighted people with Waymo difficulties.
For balance, a press release from the office of Mayor Adams of New York City,.
Read on!
Remember RantWoman's recent rant.
Adventures of RantWoman: Dear Amazon, Amazon Day means Amazon Day
RantWoman is again neglecting various local and global crises to tend to AMAZON DELIVERY ISSUES.
Amazon has DONE IT AGAIN.
Last week RantWoman ordered 3 items none of which would fit into her mailbox in the mailroom to be delivered on her Amazon Day.
Amazon Day came. No delivery.
RantWoman thinks she was even home and could have received the packages if someone had made the slightest effort to, say, knock on RantWoman's door.
RantWoman checked her Amazon app for delivery status. Shipped by USPS with something that purports to be tracking number.
Fascinating. The only thing more fun than one dumb hassle is TWO dumb hassles.
Finally, today, Monday a charming pink package delivery slip from the post office showed up in RantWoman's mail. Pink slip had acres of tiny print and some tiny handwritten notations. RantWoman whipped out her phone and blew things up large enough to make out both the handwriting and what purports to be a tracking number.
The PROBLEM: the tracking number on the annoying pink slip looks NOTHING like the tracking number in the Amazon app.
There is the promise of another delivery attempt the next day. RantWoman will even be in her building. RantWoman just has no way to know when her delivery MIGHT occur.
Just for grins this time, RantWoman here includes a screenshot of part of the delivery status .
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