Tuesday of this week, I was really excited. I had ordered this book on dyes. It looked cool. It sounded super interesting and I could not wait to get my hands on it. Just as Amazon had promised, that book was in my mailbox Tuesday afternoon.
I grabbed the envelope from El and tore it open. That’s when I noticed the smell. It was a cross between a cinnamon factory, a room full of cinnamon brooms and the world’s biggest mug of chai. Weird, huh? Never mind! I pulled my treasure out!
The first thing I noticed, other than the rush of weird, were that the corners looked a little folded. No problem! Things get dinged up in the mail all the time! Then I opened the book.
What had been excitement turned into disappointment followed by watering eyes, some coughing and the overwhelming stink that came from the book. Wow. I tried to hold my nose as I thumbed through the book. Every single page was destroyed by someone’s powerful gingerbread coffee/chai latte/whateverthehell they were drinking when the book was packaged up.
A replacement is scheduled to be here Friday, so it all worked out. But if you ever get an envelope in the mail from Amazon and it has an overwhelming aroma of Christmas spices don’t open it! Just assume that the employee with the drinking habit packed your item and get a replacement. Your nose will thank you.
