Call Me KP

It’s sunny and warm outside. And before I head to the car wash to de-grossify my car, I just have to voice a small, itty-bitty irk of mine. Because when I’m mad and behind the wheel, I tend to vent my frustrations by singing along with Beyonce at the top of lungs. Not dangerous, but slightly embarrassing if spotted. I’d like to avoid that.

Now…

If I pay extra money to have something shipped “Two Day Air” and I placed this order on Tuesday afternoon, it would not be wrong of me to expect my Valentine’s Day gift to myself to arrive before this weekend. Right?

Well, I guess that’s wrong. As I waited patiently for a confirmation e-mail that my order had shipped (typically less than 24 hours after my purchase has been placed from this particular company– I have ordered from here a lot) and to my surprise, Entourage has not ding’d. No mail.

So I call. And I was told that these little shipping options displayed on the site are not from the exact time of purchase. You see, you have to give them two days at the most to prepare your order. And then it’s two days from there.

I cannot find that delightful caveat anywhere on their site. Nope. So I paid extra to have it “rushed” when I could have just opted for standard delivery as it would have gotten to me at roughly the same time. Give or take a day.

$12 pissed away.

Thank you, Urban Outfitters. Thanks. Dirty little hipsters.