In A Hurry? Go To A Local Store.

I smell a possible asshole speed bump ahead. It's no surprise to me that the buyer is a "cabbage patch person". Bidder wins item mid-day after I've left the house with the previous days packages. He contacts me 6:11 at night asking when I am going to upload tracking and mail what he bought.

Oh joy. 1 day handling means 1 fuckin' day, not 1 fuckin' hour. Jesus. I think people don't stop and think that there is another average normal person at the other end of these transactions, not some giant shipping company or bloated box store like Wally World.

I think some people must think that ebay sellers have one of those factories like you see on those old cartoons where the item just spits out. It then pops itself into a box, and the mailman is on 24 hour notice, parked right outside waiting to pick it up and run to his Lear jet to fly it to your fuckin' doorstep that same hour.

Charley was like: "That guy can't wait much longer to have tea with his doll so you'd better hurry up and send them"