Placed an order (item to store / display knives) on 30 Oct. Since its a rather large item, but not so big the top three carriers cant handle, the seller decides to use FedEx. Jezzzz, not my favorite mode of shipping.
Paid with PayPal, which automatically shows the seller the delivery destination at time of payment. To be safe, or so it seems, I also sent the seller an email with my address.
Simple enough.
Package shipped on 31 Oct and Im provided a tracking number. Estimated delivery is 2 Nov.
2 Nov rolls around and I make it home for lunch, approx. 12:30 (expecting FedEx Ground to make the drop around 4 PM). Check email as I was throwing a sandwich down my neck. Damn, FedEx dropped the package off at the front door at 11:31 AM. Oh shit, I dont recall a rather large package near the front door when I arrived home.
Since it isn't uncommon for UPS and FedEx to place packages somewhere other than the front door, when occupants arent available, I make mad dash around the outside of the house. . . .twice. NO PACKAGE!
Called FedEx, provide the tracking number, and confirm my address. The rep will send a message to the local FedEx folks, asking where the driver left the package where other than the front door. I was told I would receive a call the following day.
Drop an email to the seller and they want to be keep informed.
Nov 3rd arrives (3 PM), and no call from FedEx. Another call placed to the 1-800 #. I provide the tracking number and confirm my address (at the request of the FedEx rep). The rep relayed the local folks have 48 hours, from the date/time of the original message, to respond. I was told I should expect a call on 4 Nov.
Another email to the seller.
Nov 4th arrives (3 PM), and no call from FedEx. I call the FedEx 1-800 # again and provide the tracking number. The rep states, The driver said he left it at the front door. The rep asks me to confirm my address, which I obliging do. The rep relays, Mr. Gig, the package was addressed and delivered to 800 XXXXXXX Drive, and not 600 XXXXXXX Drive. Please contact the seller and have them contact us. Well dispatch a driver Monday or Tuesday to retrieve and redeliver the package. LMAO
Wait, wait, wait. . . . .I reconfirmed my address. . .TWICE with the previous FedEx reps (another name would more aptly apply here, but Ill refrain). They couldnt catch the SNAFU?
Another email to the seller. . .explaining the delivery error (WRONG ADDRESS ON LABEL) and I would make attempts at recovering the package.
The response I received from the seller, Thanks for the update! I'm anxiously awaiting the hopefully good news.
No apologies? Not even a little groveling?
3:20 PM, I make a quick and short drive down the street. Damn, no one home.
5:30 PM, another trip down the street. BINGO, someone is home. An introduction and explanation why Im at the door step of the then surprised dudes house. Ahhh, he exclaims, as he opens the door wider. There it was. . . .resting peacefully on the treadmill portion of a rather large, exercise machine. I thought, Wow, what an unusual place to have an exercise machine.
Oh, the package had been opened. . . .item removed from the box and unwrapped. What a nice guy. . .to eliminate the unpacking process for me. As he moves towards the package in question he casually comments, Yeah, I dont know why they delivered the box to me. . . .I havent ordered anything in some time and the name on the address label isnt me.
Moments later, my new found display case, shipping container, and packaging materials were headed home. Safe and sound.
I think the surprised dude should have kept / disposed of the box and packaging materials.
Paid with PayPal, which automatically shows the seller the delivery destination at time of payment. To be safe, or so it seems, I also sent the seller an email with my address.
Simple enough.
Package shipped on 31 Oct and Im provided a tracking number. Estimated delivery is 2 Nov.
2 Nov rolls around and I make it home for lunch, approx. 12:30 (expecting FedEx Ground to make the drop around 4 PM). Check email as I was throwing a sandwich down my neck. Damn, FedEx dropped the package off at the front door at 11:31 AM. Oh shit, I dont recall a rather large package near the front door when I arrived home.

Since it isn't uncommon for UPS and FedEx to place packages somewhere other than the front door, when occupants arent available, I make mad dash around the outside of the house. . . .twice. NO PACKAGE!

Called FedEx, provide the tracking number, and confirm my address. The rep will send a message to the local FedEx folks, asking where the driver left the package where other than the front door. I was told I would receive a call the following day.
Drop an email to the seller and they want to be keep informed.
Nov 3rd arrives (3 PM), and no call from FedEx. Another call placed to the 1-800 #. I provide the tracking number and confirm my address (at the request of the FedEx rep). The rep relayed the local folks have 48 hours, from the date/time of the original message, to respond. I was told I should expect a call on 4 Nov.
Another email to the seller.
Nov 4th arrives (3 PM), and no call from FedEx. I call the FedEx 1-800 # again and provide the tracking number. The rep states, The driver said he left it at the front door. The rep asks me to confirm my address, which I obliging do. The rep relays, Mr. Gig, the package was addressed and delivered to 800 XXXXXXX Drive, and not 600 XXXXXXX Drive. Please contact the seller and have them contact us. Well dispatch a driver Monday or Tuesday to retrieve and redeliver the package. LMAO
Wait, wait, wait. . . . .I reconfirmed my address. . .TWICE with the previous FedEx reps (another name would more aptly apply here, but Ill refrain). They couldnt catch the SNAFU?

Another email to the seller. . .explaining the delivery error (WRONG ADDRESS ON LABEL) and I would make attempts at recovering the package.
The response I received from the seller, Thanks for the update! I'm anxiously awaiting the hopefully good news.
No apologies? Not even a little groveling?

3:20 PM, I make a quick and short drive down the street. Damn, no one home.
5:30 PM, another trip down the street. BINGO, someone is home. An introduction and explanation why Im at the door step of the then surprised dudes house. Ahhh, he exclaims, as he opens the door wider. There it was. . . .resting peacefully on the treadmill portion of a rather large, exercise machine. I thought, Wow, what an unusual place to have an exercise machine.

Oh, the package had been opened. . . .item removed from the box and unwrapped. What a nice guy. . .to eliminate the unpacking process for me. As he moves towards the package in question he casually comments, Yeah, I dont know why they delivered the box to me. . . .I havent ordered anything in some time and the name on the address label isnt me.
Moments later, my new found display case, shipping container, and packaging materials were headed home. Safe and sound.
I think the surprised dude should have kept / disposed of the box and packaging materials.
