::A Geek in Korea::

I must admit, I have a horrible time waiting for packages of any kind. My wife, after dealing with her case of identity fraud, ordered several items online that we had been needing. I was to receive a memory card, and Yoshi would get some snacks at a cheaper price than the store, and a name collar. She ordered all the items on a shopping spree from the home at G-market on Sunday morning.

For the past two days I waited impatiently. We could only pay for the items to be shipped yesterday with a bank transfer, so they didn’t leave Seoul until then. Three separate ship dates were confirmed once we paid, but we didn’t know exactly when. We had left instructions to deliver the packages with the security guard if we weren’t home. All we had to do was wait.

The suspense was killing me, and I decided to get out of the house. Staying at home and watching the time slip away was getting to me. I wanted my new memory card to arrive early so I would have some time to use it before I went to work. I took the dog out for an extended walk around the park just in case I might run into a delivery man on my way in, or see some sign of our package being delivered. Perhaps the security guard would hand me a package as I walked by his little office.

My hopes were dashed when I returned to the apartment. No notes on the door or elevator telling of a package waiting for me anywhere. I sat down and prepared myself for another lost day. Suddenly, the phone rang!

I handed the phone over to my wife. I could hear the words, "delivery,  outside, come up, we’re home" and some other details. Had my packaged finally arrived?

Sensing my hopefulness, my wife causally mentioned, "Oh, that was the delivery man. Yoshi’s snacks have arrived." CRAP! The dog doesn’t even appreciate the fact we got snacks for him, let alone care the package arrived first! What terrible luck! My hopes were dashed. Only ten minutes before I needed to go to work, and my package was no where in sight! I went outside to get into the taxi, resigned to another day of waiting.

Just then as my wife and I were about to get into the taxi, we spotted the delivery service that was supposed to be dropping off my memory card today. Could it be? The driver was not in the cab, and the truck was parked haphazardly in the parking lot. We ran to the back of the truck to see if we could get our package early. Indeed we could! Success! We grabbed the package and darted off for the taxi.

I couldn’t play with my new toy during work, but at least the anticipation was now over.