Maybe I Can Get RAM for My Brain?

As some of you know, my computer is in desperate need of a makeover—it has only 512 MB of RAM, and 16 free gigs of space on a 74.5 GB hard drive (supposed to be 80 GB, but due to OS space requirements, and a nasty little virus that is in partition hell, 74.5 it is).

A couple of days ago, I began the rejuvenation process by purchasing 2 GB of RAM from TigerDirect. At the checkout screen, I said, “Sure, I’ll use Google Checkout. I seem to remember that being awfully easy.” I even remembered to change the method of payment to my new debit card.

…but I didn’t change the address. So, my package is now headed toward my old apartment complex. Fail.

I called the apartment office and gave them my name and my old apartment number; I let them know that I’d be in town later in the week anyway, and that it would be no problem for me to pick the package up while I was there. The lady was really nice, but told me there was a possibility that the driver may just take it straight to the apartment instead of coming through the office, in which case it would be out of her hands.

I emailed TigerDirect to see if they would change the shipping address, and waited on hold for twenty minutes to get a response. Unfortunately, they can’t do it anymore, due to excessive fraud. Damn. I also called UPS to see if the would re-route the package for me, but they can only change the delivery address AFTER the first delivery attempt has been made. I also found out that delivery time was set for January 5th, which is next Monday, which means I won’t be in town like I thought.

So, here’s the best way this scenario can go, I think:

1.) The package gets delivered on the 5th (would love to assume early delivery on Friday, but with New Year coming up, I probably shouldn’t).

2.)Instead of going to the apartment, the driver does what most drivers do for this complex and bring the packages to the office.

3.) I confirm delivery via UPS website, then call the apartment office number and ask them to find the package for me.

4.) They tell me they have the package, and I end up making a trip to Lexington the next weekend, after arranging a pickup time with some one in the office.

Or, the driver could be a dick and take the RAM to the apartment, where the person who answers the door could also be a dick and sign for it. We’ll see.

Does anyone else find it funny that my memory slip happened while I was ordering RAM?