Well, all right … we’ll go with the not quite binary 121212.
But then, it would not be nearly as funny when called “Sound Check Day” … as my friend from Ireland posted today.
And guess what I was doing at 12:12:12 on 12/12/12?
Talking to a person from the US Postal Service to try to find out why a very valuable Registered Package appears to have disappeared into thin air.
He: Why yes, I see that you dropped it off at the Post Office on December the 6th.
He: And I understand that when you gave those numbers to the phone tracker it said there was no such package.
Me: And the history?
He: Yes, the history has absolutely nothing since then.
Me: And they said it would deliver when?
He: It was to have arrived on the 8th.
Me: Help me understand why it has not arrived yet, then.
I learned the phrase “Help me understand …” from a marketing rep years ago where I worked. It lulls the other person into a false sense of security that you just don’t understand something … and they, the superior one, must explain it to you.
It works best with something like this … “Help my understand why you were not able to do the easiest thing in the world?” They then have an undefensible position.
But I digress.
He: Well, maybe the label got scratched so it was hard to scan.
He: Whats that?
Me: Well it’s exactly 12:12:12 on 12/12/12 and I wanted to get a screen shot at exactly that time … for my blog.
Me: So what about my Registered Insured Parcel that was supposed to arrive in two days and hasn’t been heard from in six days?
He: I just looked at its value … and see that it is quite a lot.
He: We are assigning a person to research just this package. We will have an answer for you by tomorrow morning. This is serious.
Me: Thank you very much.
Now reality is that I don’t much care to get the package found if they are willing to use the insurance to cover it … so there is no great urgency.
But I thought it interesting that the USPS … who makes no mistakes … ever … at least not that they ever admit to … on this day … at 12:12:12 on 12/12/12 … admitted there was something wrong.
And no, I don’t really think that there is one person who will work tirelessly on looking for just my package … it’s not worth all that much … but it sounded good on the phone.
The timing was perfect.