We have lots of problems with couriers where we live.
Our house in the countryside in a tiny little farming hamlet of about 7 farms and a school and our nearest town is about 15 kilometers away. Anyway, because of this we have a mailbox at the school and we pick up our mail from there. The road, although it has a classification number, has no mane (ie its not called 'Sesame Street' etc but CA1234...). Couriers tell us that they can't deliver to our house because:
1 - It doesn't exist - if it did you'd have a proper address, with a proper street name and the postman would deliver to your house.
Well the house does exist and we have all the legal documents to prove it. I can also provide the GPS location codes to help the courier find it - or directions for those still in the dark ages.
2 - The road doesn't exist - if it did it would have a name.
Road is real and the Spanish provincial government and town hall maintain and repair it. It's on the provincial map and there's actually a big sign up that tells us how much money the EEC invested into improving it 2 years ago.
3- The school doesn't exist - if it did it would have a proper address with a street name.
Scary, my daughter goes to an imaginary school .
4- The hamlet doesn't exist - if it did... (well you get the idea).
We're just about to have a new dac delivered. It should have arrived on Monday but didn't turn up so I contacted the courier yesterday and their response was, which is a new one on me:
'We couldn't deliver because the recipient's name is false'
Me, 'Pardon?'
Courier, 'The recipient has not got a proper family name. It is made up and therefore false so we cannot deliver it.'
Me (ever so slightly annoyed), 'Well it's the family name I've had all my life and it's been our family name for centuries.'
Courier, 'You'll have to talk to my boss tomorrow.'
Wednesday: Call courier's boss.
She repeats points 1,2,3 and 4 above but accepts that I have a proper family name.
Me, 'OK so you can't deliver to me as the street has no street name?'
Boss, 'Yes, that's right'
Me, 'OK, can you deliver to the local petrol station and I'll collect it from there?'
Boss, 'Sure. What is the street name'
Me, 'It's the CA1234.'
Boss, "That's fine. The parcel will be delivered tomorrow.'
The noise you can here is my head as I bang it repeatedly against the wall.
But I am happy that they're going to deliver it finally.