Purolator came by my home today with a package for me. (Thank you, Mystery Sender, I’m very excited!)
As per usual, they left a little note in my mailbox saying where my package would be redirected and waiting for me. Before I even got home, V had called them to redirect my package… a little closer. I found it so ridiculous, I had to draw a little map.
You might ask what I am complaining about, that seems pretty close. You see Laurier, the metro nearest my house. Zoom out, zoom out more, zoom out more.
You’ll see the end of the subway line, and the Purolator Default depot. Gimme a break. Thank goodness, there’s an alternate Purolator a little bit closer. WHO KNOWS why my package wasn’t sent there. Glad to have a sharp-thinking lady.
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