Three Times a Spanglie wrote:
due date, shmoo dates. ah lurve Netflix. :)
david
I live so close to about three good sized video stores that it's no hassle
for me to return them. I don't even have to go inside to do so. There's a
little mail box slot. Honestly, though, if I didn't live so darned close to
these places and if they didn't have three cashiers so as to avoid long
lines, I'd want to have Netflix at my disposal for sure. Besides, five whole
darned days to watch a film is a fine amount of time.
(One of the places where I rent has a three new release DVDS for three days
for $7.99 deal, which is cutting it kind of close with the time frame, but
damn, that's so cheap that if the movie or movies sucks, I really don't feel
bad.)
I live closer to my video places than I do to the local post office, which
is where I'd return the Netflix. I wouldn't put those babies in my mailbox
for the mail carrier to pick up in my neighborhood. Hell no. I've received
my neighbors mail so darned many times that I don't trust the relief mail
guys.
My regular mail carrier is ancient and has worked for the postal service
about thirty years, therefore he's almost constantly on vacation and the
other two whackjobs (who look to be straight out of high school) can't ever
seem to get it right. I get nervous when they're on shift and wonder if
somebody else is going to end up with my MasterCard Bill, quite frankly.
It's happened a zillion times, unfortunately.
Ticks me off immensely, too, and I've confronted the little turds about it,
telling them *THEY* can pay the friggin' $35 (it just got raisedacross the
boards, not just for me individually) credit card fine if my bill comes to
the wrong house again. Most of my neighbors are good about returning the
stuff when it's mistakenly delivered, but a few of them are lazy and a few
more travel quite often.
:o)
JN