So……. on Thursday I received an e-mail from the audiologist in Ontario saying that she did have a loaner unit in that she could send out post haste. All the delivery people needed was a number which they could reach me at……. Yeah, I thought that was funny too. I sent my number, along with a comment that I thought it would be funny if they tried to call. But at least if there was a delivery they should leave one of those delivery notices at my apartment, right?
After work the other day, I came home and found my answering machine light blinking. A message, and I had a sneaking suspicion that it was the delivery people, despite a lack of written notice. But how to check if I could not hear? Ah, sweet irony. Thankfully a friend of mine was willing and able to dial in and retrieve my messages remotely and after a few tries was able to decipher ‘Purolater on Young has your package’. A quick check, and it was discovered that they closed at 6:00. It was 5:25. A well placed call for a cab from my friend, and scooping up all my laundry money, I was on my way. Arrived at quarter to 6, went in and……. they couldn’t find the package. What I was able to make out was that one of the drivers actually had it, but they would send it out again on Monday and even be sure to knock on my door! (Needless to say, I told them to just KEEP it at the pick up point, and I would be by on Monday to pick it up).
At least I should have my hearing back on Monday. Now if only this infernal ringing in my head would stop…..