VERY embarassing PE experience
Well, it all started about a month ago when I ordered a bib hanger from the famous Bib the day before he closed up shop for a bit. I had my hanger delivered to my Mailboxes Etc box because my roommates are horribly nosy and such. I waited and waited to get the durned thing, and it never came. I started inquiring, first with Bib, then with Mailboxes, then the post office. Turns out the post office tracking (which isn’t all that great) says it left the local post office to be dropped off at it’s destination a month ago! To make a long story short, I find out today that the people at Mailboxes accidentally gave my package to a customer who receives many many boxes (it got mixed in). This customer opened it recently, and realized it did not belong to him… So anyway, tomorrow I have to go to Mailboxes to pick up my opened package. Now everyone there, where I get all my business mail and stop by all the time, is going to know I’m into PE (something you don’t exactly want to wear a badge saying you do), and that I had a dick enlarger shipped to me. Holy crap I never wanna go there again. I’m cringing at the thought of going to claim my poor opened weenis enlarger.
As a side note, Bib was VERY helpful during this whole ordeal. He tracked down some software and scanned his receipt of shipment at my request and emailed it to me, offered me another one, and was all around helpful and very professional.
Now I can finally restart PE-ing and get my shrimp dong on the trail to becoming a lethal poon-plunger.