bitchyThat little piece of paper you just shoved through my door? The one that says I wasn't in?
I watched it come through the door, and land on the door mat. It was the first I bloody knew of a parcel arriving. So you took the liberty of going around, opening the garden store, putting the parcel in there and shoving a bit of paper through my door, and you didn't even bother to knock?
Windows were open, the sound of a television was going, and there was all signs pointing to life inside. And you still put it in a place that is hard to access for my disabled mother, and myself, and didn't even attempt to actually deliver it.
Fabulous.
I've submitted a request for a phone call to the company but I don't think it will work... Huh.