Pizza Box Saga
This past Sunday I received an email from FedEx saying my package had shipped from somewhere in Virginia. I’m thinking to myself, “what did I buy?”
No idea. So I check the usual sights Amazon, Patagonia, Huckberry, to see if I had purchased something lately that was on hold.
Nada. I let it slide. “Hunh? Must’ve been something back ordered.”
Yesterday, FedEx rings my door bell and place a box on my doorstep. I wave to them as they get in their van. This is rather bigger than I am expecting. I thought it was going to be the replacement for a terrible gift from work mis-purchased.
It wasn’t. It was a box of boxes. Pizza boxes. The small size for when you’ve already ate most of the full size pizza. Eh? WHY?
So I go check on my bank accounts to see if they’ve been compromised. Nothing purchased on anything out of the ordinary.
Is this a joke? I search the internet for “pizza box pranks.” I seem to remember that there was one once, but that may be wrong. Receiving these boxes is definitely wrong.
This morning in my email there’s another FedEx message alerting me to another delivery. Again from Virginia. Oh, man it was a prank! And I’m going to get pizza boxes for the rest of the month! Nope. This time this delivery was something else. Thank kami-sama! It wasn’t pizza boxes! Maybe I have escaped…
Now do I send them back?
