The “Prime” Time Delivery Debacle

At 30, one expects certain things to run smoothly—like package deliveries. Amazon Prime promised me two-day delivery. I planned everything: wake up, sip my coffee, and behold my new pair of noise-canceling headphones delivered promptly by 11 a.m. It was the perfect timeline.

But 11 a.m. came and went. By noon, my mailbox still stood woefully empty. Then, at 12:17 p.m., I saw the UPS truck pull up. I rushed to the window, almost spilling my coffee. The driver had the audacity to walk past my door… and deliver my neighbor’s package first.

Outraged, I flung open the door and asked, “Excuse me, where’s my package?”

The driver blinked at me, clearly unprepared for my level of commitment to entitlement. “Yours is next. I’ll be right back.”

“Next?” I said. “Prime promises two-day delivery, and your prioritization has already cost me four minutes.”

The driver chuckled—a mistake. “Sir, I’ll be right there.”

“Oh, I’ll wait right here,” I said, standing with arms crossed as my neighbor opened their door to collect their gloriously on-time delivery.

Moments later, my package was in my hands. As the driver got back in his truck, I yelled after him, “Remember who pays your salary!” A touch dramatic, but in the moment, it felt right.

Lesson learned? Patience may be a virtue, but sometimes a well-timed guilt trip gets your package faster.

Photo Description: Hot Josh, standing triumphantly on his porch, holding a freshly delivered Amazon package, with the UPS truck in the background. The expression on his face says, “I’ve won this round.”