"What Can Brown Do for You."

I'll tell you what Brown can do for me. They can drive that big-ass brown UPS truck over to Sam's Club and pick up my new comforter I ordered that they accidentally delivered there. Like they're really gonna find one box and FREAKIN' SAM'S CLUB. It's a WAREHOUSE. I tracked the box and found it had been left there.

What really pisses me off is that I bought the comforter (for the new king size bed Bill and I ordered) because it belongs to the queen-sized set I already have –– and matches my expensive throw pillows, shams and drapes. I had to order it from a dude on eBay because it's been discontinued.



It's pretty, right? Dammit.


UPDATE: Brown came through by locating my box. The bad news is that I HAVE TO GO PICK IT UP. Lame.