After a packaging operation that would have been the envy of the Royal Engineers I took Hulla and Bobo's wedding cake to the Post Office to begin its journey to Edinburgh. The lady behind the counter said, 'You're brave. It'll be wedding crumbs by tomorrow.'
That is so not what I needed to hear.
Postscript
Tuesday
It arrived safely and, Hulla assured me, in one piece. Well done, Royal Mail.
3 comments:
I cannot believe that lady, she needs a talking too.. that is not GOOD customer service .. I used to run a small post office .. and do all I could to help my customers.!!
Some of my employers would have fired me if I had told them the $1.00 per pill prescription I just garnered their week's wages was a waste and toss them down the toilet (also not a "green" thing to do in our country).
you trusted a cake to the Royal Mail!!! They managed to break a friends bass guitar - which was in a case that frankly should have survived a direct nuclear bomb hit...
Sorry I'm not helping here am I.
Fingers crossed!
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