I got a delivery from theflyingpig.com yesterday, hurray for a multi-region DVD player and various snacks!
However, I seem to have misunderstood exactly how much I was ordering as everything is monster truck size! My apartment now makes me feel like a tiny person.
The thick acrylic cups I ordered (because God Almighty if I smash another glass in my sink...)? I can just about wrap my fist around half of one side because they hold 24 fluid ounces of water.
The package of brownie mix? A six pack wrapped in a giant cover box.
The dried cranberries? (that looked perfectly reasonable in this picture) weighed in at 850g. That's a lot of Craisins folks.
The danish pastries I thought were a mini selection pack? CAME IN A BOX THE LENGTH OF MY LOWER ARM! Containing 12 cartoonishly huge, head sized pastries.
The poor delivery man nearly had a heart attack getting it up the stairs to my second floor apartment ("amoii, amoii" he kept saying. All I could manage was "gomen" and little half bow as I took the box from him. He seemed mildly affronted that I was able to carry it).
But all is good. I also (intentionally) bought some cans of beans so I can make chili without having to soak them overnight, and I set up the DVD player with no problems.
The hovel is a little bit sweeter tonight.
However, I seem to have misunderstood exactly how much I was ordering as everything is monster truck size! My apartment now makes me feel like a tiny person.
The thick acrylic cups I ordered (because God Almighty if I smash another glass in my sink...)? I can just about wrap my fist around half of one side because they hold 24 fluid ounces of water.
The package of brownie mix? A six pack wrapped in a giant cover box.
The dried cranberries? (that looked perfectly reasonable in this picture) weighed in at 850g. That's a lot of Craisins folks.
The danish pastries I thought were a mini selection pack? CAME IN A BOX THE LENGTH OF MY LOWER ARM! Containing 12 cartoonishly huge, head sized pastries.
The poor delivery man nearly had a heart attack getting it up the stairs to my second floor apartment ("amoii, amoii" he kept saying. All I could manage was "gomen" and little half bow as I took the box from him. He seemed mildly affronted that I was able to carry it).
But all is good. I also (intentionally) bought some cans of beans so I can make chili without having to soak them overnight, and I set up the DVD player with no problems.
The hovel is a little bit sweeter tonight.
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