Parcels Delivered by Royal Mail

I Hate

The doorbell rang this afternoon and when I opened the door I was confronted by the postman holding a very battered box with my name and address on it.

He couldn’t wait to hand it over and run and didn’t seem to care that I was a little distressed by the state the parcel was in. It was completely bashed in as if it had been dropped several times and kicked about like a football. You can see by the image on the left what a terrible state it was in.

It was quite a sturdy box and so I don’t think it’s the fault of the ebay seller who packaged it up.

What annoyed me most is that I asked the postman what had happened to it and he just shrugged his shoulders and gave a nervous laugh as he walked briskly back to his van.

Thankfully the contents [plants] survived the battering. I took photo’s of the parcel before I opened it just in case the contents of it were damaged.