On Sunday afternoon I spotted a delivery notice in my mailslot. I pulled it out, glanced at it quickly, and noted that it was for a package from overseas. Using the QR code on the slip, I noticed that there were delivery times available that evening. So I selected the 6-8pm slot, entered my postal code and phone number; and submitted my request.
Around 6pm I was fussing around in the kitchen a bit washing rice in preparation for dinner. After that I retired to my main room in the back of my apartment, put on some tunes at a fairly low volume, and awaited a knock on the door from a postie.
For one reason or another, I wandered out to the kitchen before 6:30 and noticed a slip of paper in my mailslot. It was a missed delivery notice. I dialed the number on the slip but the office was closed. There was no number on the slip to contact the delivery person. Yes, I was a bit miffed. Nonetheless, I submitted another redelivery request for the next morning.
When the packages arrived the next morning I made a point of politely advising the delivery person that I had been home the previous evening. I did point out that if the previous delivery person had knocked with the same intensity as them then I probably wouldn't have heard them as I keep my inner sliding door closed in order to keep the heat in. There is one postie who pounds on my door but he is the exception rather than the norm.
One thing I pointed out is that I enter my phone number when I request a redelivery. "Is that information passed along?", I inquired. Turns out, yes, the phone number is on the slip attached to packages when a redelivery is requested.
Anyways, after receiving the package, and a second one which was on its first delivery attempt, I was bit stumped when I opened them. Inside each package was a figure representing Nezuko, a character from the popular manga and anime "Kimetsu no Yaiba". Yes, that show which I had mentioned previously here as being at the root of the term "Kime-hara", Kimetsu no Yaiba harrassment.
I sent a message to my Aussie friend asking if they had been forwarded to me by them. Nope. Okay. So I posted on Plurk about receiving the mystery figures. Ah...turns out the figures were Christmas present from a friend in Canada. Except he had thought he had ordered a couple of model kits. He admitted that his limited Chinese reading skills were at the root of the mix up.
Thus mystery solved and all is well! Two versions of Nezuko have taken up residency in my room....
