When she and I first became friends, little Magicke shops were everywhere. Even Bloomingdale's and Macy's had a corner or two. These boutiques, tended to be stocked with sandals, water pipes, craft projects made by people in far corners of the world who were probably very puzzled by the whole enterprise - and with odd things that might or might not bring luck, health, blessings, love, and better luck. Before you roll your eyes, I have a friend who has been married a long and happy time to a guy she found in Bloomingdale's. So there.
Lasership of East Rutherford reported that the merch had not arrived, and then later, that the merch still had not arrived. The update instructed me "Contact shipper." Like this would help.
As directed, I telephoned UO Customer Service. I omit the small talk. The rep advised that she was not allowed to put a tracer on my purchase until 7 business days had passed since it shipped, because shipping takes that long. I referred her to the Lasership reports and gently suggested that since Lasership had already reported the package lost, waiting a week to ask if the package was lost was unlikely to be productive. She consulted her supervisor, who agreed that UO would contact Lasership within 48 hours.
To while away the slow-moving hours, I checked on a skirt that I'd ordered from Anthropologie. I wanted to try it on - although the price was startling, it looked like the kind of thing in which one could Do Magicke. My friend Teacups has pointed out that even though the Soho Anthro is more fun, their Upper East Side store is more conveniently located for returns. The desired skirt is web-only, so instant return-ability is a serious plus.
Except, of course, that Anthro also uses Lasership.
This is where I must ask myself - why has mere shopping become such a challenge? I'm the first female in the family who doesn't have a Lady at Bergdorf's and a Lady at Macy's and a Lady at Bloomie's. I have a bunch of phone numbers, but those phones are rarely answered. The last candidate to be my VPS at J.Crew not only couldn't locate the coat I wanted but sent me pics of coats she thought I would like, based on - well, I guess based on being able to find pictures of coats, because I had already bought one of them when it was marked down a few months earlier, and had ordered and returned the other. And why does web shopping remind me of how we used to go to the beach on the first warm spring morning as the tide was going out, and fling message-bearing coke bottles into the ocean? Actually that was more fun.
Of course I am writing this on the day I picked up the paper and learned that the exam for the NYC Cabdriver's License will no longer include New York City geography. I thought there should be a corresponding reduction in fare for (1) driver can't get the right info into the GPS; (2) driver too busy illegally using cell phone to turn on GPS; (3) passenger has to give directions because GPS has broken down. I haven't heard that the Taxi & Limousine Commission is considering any such offsets. If you come to New York and need to get somewhere, call me. I will help.