An amusing tale from the Sorting Office.

[Thunderchicken]

Needing some buildings to fill out my Victorian board, I turned to me 'ol mucker Jimbibbly who kindly sent me one of his fab creations from Oshiro Model Terrain. Being the sensible chap he is, he decided to address my packages to 'Thundercheeks' and 'His grace, The Chicken of Thunder'  It's not every day you find a failed delivery notice from Royal Mail on your doormat addressed to 'Thundercheeks'.

So, toady was the day I had to visit the sorting office, armed with the delivery note to collect my goodies. I did consider sending my daughter in to collect them but she has been an angel this week so it wouldn't have been fair.

Anyway, this is how the conversation went with staff at the sorting office:

Me: "Morning, I'm collecting a couple of packages that have to be signed for." Hands delivery note over the counter.

Postie: "Got some ID mate?"

Me: "I have but the name on the delivery note isn't my real name." This has now probably got the attention of people queuing behind me.

Postie, frowning and looking at the delivery note: "Who's it addressed to then?"

Me: "Me, but it's my nom de plume from a forum I visit."

Postie (quite loudly): "Thundercheeks?" I'm sure I hear a snigger behind me.

Me (now looking for an exit strategy): "Sort of, my actual handle is Thunderchicken but it has been mutated to Thundercheeks." As soon as I say it I realise the absurdity of what I just said.

Postie: "So do you have any ID with your forum name on it?"
 
Me (pathetically): "Erm......... no but I can show you the forum if you want, it's saved to favourites on my phone." Gets phone out realising that my avatar is Windsor Davies which could confuse things further.
 
Postie: "No, it's alright mate. I'll have to check this." I should add, he maintained a straight face throughout this short verbal transaction.

Postie disappears and comes back with a colleague, who I presume is his supervisor. The supervisor takes one look at the delivery note, looks at me holding my phone up while sporting a look of mortified desperation on my chops, looks at the note again, bursts out laughing and says, "Thundercheeks eh?" Continues to chortle heartily for what seems like an eternity before finally saying, "Sign here."

He then passes the packages over to me and feeling I need to explain it's not the sort of forum he, and everyone else in the sorting office think it is, I feebly say, "It's wargaming stuff." I then exit the establishment swiftly, ensuring not to make eye contact with anyone.

Thanks James. Revenge will be swift, clinical and rather funny. My time will come.  

            

[Vermis]

 

Not to sound harsh, but... rather you than me!

[Mason]

 

Fuck me, that was brilliant!
That gave not only me, but the rest of the chaps (and chapess) still at work at the moment a right good laugh!

 


James: You are a git, but that was fecking hilarious!
 

Thanks James. Revenge will be swift, clinical and rather funny. My time will come.               

I cannot wait to see what you come up with.
 

[OSHIROmodels]

 

[fastolfrus]

So if we all pm Jimbibbly for your address, we could send "Thundercheeks" postcards from all corners of the globe. Just wait till next time you're at the post office then....

[Elk101]

My jaw hurts from laughing!

[Thunderchicken]

I cannot wait to see what you come up with.
 

Counsel is being held with my twin  

So if we all pm Jimbibbly for your address, we could send "Thundercheeks" postcards from all corners of the globe. Just wait till next time you're at the post office then....

Oy!!!

[Silent Invader]

I have just read that aloud to my gathered family 

You realise you can contract out revenge?!

Many of us have the bibbly's address and could send him parcels ..... 

[Mr.Marx]

So if we all pm Jimbibbly for your address, we could send "Thundercheeks" postcards from all corners of the globe. Just wait till next time you're at the post office then....

Best. Revenge. Ever.

We could write 'special sentiments' on each postcard.

MM.

[phreedh]

Oh, that's rich! Well played, bibbles! 

[Mason]

I have BOTH of your addresses, so am looking for the highest bidder!
 

[Sterling Moose]

LOL, it could be worse we had one in our office addressed to Arse Burglar, it was addressed to an address in a university student area and was only noticed because it was vibrating.  In this case a signature was not required  

[Dr DeAth]

I've got tears of laughter rolling down my cheeks from reading Neil's recounting of events - brilliant!

I send my sister a birthday card addressed to "Senior Product Evaluator, The Kinky Sex Toy Company" and the postie knocked to deliver it, but no where near as embarrassing and Thunderchicken's exploits

Revenge will be sweet I'm sure.

[Dr DeAth]

I just checked the Royal Mail prices and it's only £1.60 to send a letter 'signed for'.

So for less than two quid I can send 'interestingly' addressed post to people who are going to have to sign for it, with the added possibility that they may have to go to a post office sorting office for it.

Watch your letterboxes!   

[FramFramson]

I can't stop laughing! You cads!  

Reminds me of the time an American friend sent us a game. My wife jokingly listed our country as "Soviet Canuckistan". Well, my friend's wife (a wonderful lady, but not the brightest of things) wrote our address down, as, you guessed it, Soviet Canuckistan. It turned out to be an incredible piece of luck that it arrived after all.