Son of a BITCH
Well, my nice, shiny, brand-new, $150 ATi TVWonder Elite came yesterday. I gleefully opened it up and paraded it around the office in all its glory, gloating in a thoroughly geeky manner. That was all good.
Last night, I left the office in a hurry, and forgot the box in my cubicle. Crazy, I know, but these things happen.
Now, a bit of perspective is in order. This thing arrived in a Medium sized UPS priority parcel box. These boxes are 12 inches by 18 inches by 3 inches. Therefore, the box was not small.
The box contained a video capture card, remote control, manual, a large bundle of cables, assorted packing paperwork, and a bunch of padding materials. Therefore, the box was not light.
I suck at packing things into small areas, so once I gutted the box to look at all my new shineys, I just crammed it all back in, and left the bulk of the goodies sticking out of the top flap of the box. Therefore, the box was very visibly not empty.
Moreover, the sloppiness of the packing was such that it was impossible to pick up - let alone carry - the box without some things trying to fall out, at which point to proceed with the carrying of said box, one would have to pick up the loose items and place them back in the box deliberately.
The box was placed resting vertically against a dividing wall of the cubicle, and was over a meter from the nearest thing that even vaguely begins to resemble trash. Therefore, only a complete idiot would think that the box was supposed to be disposed.
The box was still there, safe and un-messed-with, when I arrived this morning. Therefore, the box was definitely here a while ago.
Alright, screw it - the suspense of all this is probably killing me more than you. The fucking cheap-ass maid service bitches threw the damn box away. A brand freaking new video capture card, with all the trimmings, sitting right on top of the box - just pitched out. The idiots carried the damn box through the office, out the back, to the dumpster, and threw it away. This walk is close to a hundred yards all told. Apparently, the time it takes to traverse that distance wasn't sufficient for enough neuron activity in the impenetrably dense skull of the maid to trigger comprehension of even one of the important points that I carefully laid out above, when the recognition of even a single one of those facts should have been ample cause to NOT THROW THE DAMNED BOX AWAY.
To make it all the more completely retarded, there's a large pile of very visibly empty boxes sitting right next to a trash can in another part of the office. They weren't even touched, let alone disposed.
Oh, yeah, and the waste disposal crew came several hours early today, and emptied the dumpster literally only a few minutes before I turned around and noticed that the box was missing.
So I'm somewhat pissed off at the moment.