"Packxiety" and "Packlief" Stories

[OldGHGuy]

I don't know about you guys (actually, I do, because I see relative posts all the time) but I experience high anxiety waiting for a pack to arrive, which increases exponentially, hourly, until landing. I call this insomnia-laced phenomenon "Packxiety". As I self-evaluate, I think it comes down to several factors:

1) The obvious illegality of it and all the potential ramifications
2) The anticipation of getting that wonderful bundle of future growth potential in my hands
3) The frustration with spotty and often-updating, inaccurate tracking info as I wait
4) The money wagered
5) The visions my mind creates of cop cars escorting the delivery truck down my street

But then, like Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy all rolled into one, the delivery man arrives (always a day or two later than I had hoped), without fanfare or drama (or SWAT teams), with my bundle of joy. Extreme "Packlief" ensues, followed by a rush of adrenaline similar to hitting a tall bet at the craps table or my longshot coming in at the track. I marvel at the pack's contents and admire the skill and craftmanship involved in all aspects of its passengers. I am thankful and joyous.

I guess I wrote this at least partially because I'm currently still basking in the glory of a successful landing. As the remnants of the thrill dissipates, I look forward to a good night's sleep. Until next time....

 

[Trenbolonetax]

I don't know about you guys (actually, I do, because I see relative posts all the time) but I experience high anxiety waiting for a pack to arrive, which increases exponentially, hourly, until landing. I call this insomnia-laced phenomenon "Packxiety". As I self-evaluate, I think it comes down to several factors:

1) The obvious illegality of it and all the potential ramifications
2) The anticipation of getting that wonderful bundle of future growth potential in my hands
3) The frustration with spotty and often-updating, inaccurate tracking info as I wait
4) The money wagered
5) The visions my mind creates of cop cars escorting the delivery truck down my street

But then, like Santa Clause, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy all rolled into one, the delivery man arrives (always a day or two later than I had hoped), without fanfare or drama (or SWAT teams), with my bundle of joy. Extreme "Packlief" ensues, followed by a rush of adrenaline similar to hitting a tall bet at the craps table or my longshot coming in at the track. I marvel at the pack's contents and admire the skill and craftmanship involved in all aspects of its passengers. I am thankful and joyous.

I guess I wrote this at least partially because I'm currently still basking in the glory of a successful landing. As the remnants of the thrill dissipates, I look forward to a good night's sleep. Until next time....

That was beautifully described. I've got a recent story of substantial anxiety and the relief.

Tracking said couldn't be delivered due to mailbox obstruction. Never had happened before. Next day, tracking on 2 packs said "Delivered at Mailbox." But there was no packs in my mailbox.

Proceed to worry and freak out. Talk to post man as he delivers the next day mail. He wasn't working the normal route when it was "delivered."

Go visit neighbor who has similar address. Says he hasn't seen anything. Fuck.

Go and file online for 2 missing packs. 1 hour later post man comes back with my 2 packs. They were in neighbors mailbox and it was basically stuffed full he hadn't checked mail in days or weeks?

Fucking dance around inside with my 2 packs; one containing 100g of SLUPPP which I was not going to be happy losing $1.2k over.

All is right with the world. Proceed to have post adrenaline dump tiredness and take a nap.

 

[readalot]

Fascinating. Thanks for the descriptions. I can almost hear Kickstart My Heart playing loud as you grab the box.

 

[BamaCrazy]

This will likely not help anyone’s packxiety. I read on my neighborhood FB group two concerning USPS issues. The first was the mailman is placing the keys for oversized packages in the wrong mailboxes. It apparently has happened 4-5 times this week. The second one is somehow thieves have been breaking into those oversized mailboxes and stealing packages. The first is really worrisome. The second not so much. But shipping during the holidays is a little risky in my neighborhood as I wait for 6 different deliveries.