Oh what the modern world has given us. At the touch of the push phone or keyboard, we have more information and help than we could ever imagine. I finally got a package wrapped and ready to send to Hitomi so off to the FedEx office to drop it off. The counter people were helpful enough. Perhaps a little too helpful. They wanted to make sure that the reclatte oven was not illegal and spent a great deal of time searching the mounds of information at their fingertips. Post 9/11 or not, some things have gotten a little out of hand.
Got home to find that FedEx had also visited me. A sticker on the front door revealed that I was not available at 5:30, and indeed I wasn't as it was already past 7:00. A quick touch on the push phone and a conversation with a computer that would occasionally go beep-bee-beep-beep-bee as it processed my voice commands (but didn't have the word zero in its vocabulary, only oh), and I was able to change the delivery time for tomorrow.
Thinking about it later, however, tomorrow is not really a good time as I have several other appointments. I'll have to call again in the morning and see what can be done. Shocking enough, I wondered what was in the package (those two vacuum cleaners?) and why I spent more money shipping than I paid for the oven. I'm sure Hitomi and I will have a few good dinners together.
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