Oh boy.  This really gets me.  I ordered something and had it shipped to our apartment.  Let's just say our address is something like 1 Main Street, B12-A19.  What does that mean to any half-brained no-talent idiot?  B means building, A means apartment.  This is universal.  It's not rocket science.  So you can imagine that I was slightly angry when the Fedex people called me at 8 p.m. and said, "Hi we can't find where you live.  Please verify your address."  They understood the problem; apartently it's the people that deliver the packages that are slightly under par.  So the next day I found out another great awesome thing:  they couldn't deliver the package and they said, "Oh wait, someone has to sign for it."  I hope this gets distributed to every living postal service employee on earth:  believe it or not, people work during the day.  This makes it so that they can't be home to sign for packages.  So don't be surprised when we're not home!  Idiots!  Maybe we can change this whole messed up system:  How about postal service people deliver stuff after 5 p.m.?  Oh wow.  I solved the stupid problem.  Just deliver this stuff when a few more people are likely to be home.  Sure, people work after 5.  But some people [thumbs pointing to self] get out of work at 5.  Try it sometime.

This brings up another gripe:  banks.  Bank of America, how am I supposed to deposit money if I can't do it through the ATM and your branch closes at 5 p.m.?  Oh maybe I'll do it in the morning.  Nope.  You open at 8 a.m., which, oddly enough, is when I'm at work.  Novel concept.  So how about this:  open at like 10 or 11 a.m. and stay open until like 8 or 9 p.m.  That would solve every problem on earth.  Commerce Bank does it.  They know what's going on.  That's why I'm leaving you, Bank of America.  You're big, stupid, and you won't accept my money when I try to make a deposit.  Up yours. #business