I hate to rant or do anything that pisses people off, but this is torture: My MacBook was set to deliver yesterday. Well, that was all fine and dandy, I was out of town but I'd be back early afternoon. I get home, there's a ticket on the door. I missed the truck by 19 minutes. After some inital grumbling, I said "No big deal, I'll wait 'til tomorrow." So I wait. I start waiting at the same time as when the truck came by yesterday. This was three hours ago. I am still waiting. Ah, expectations, they drive you insane. Something about watching out the window...checking repeatedly, makes me feel like a little kid waiting for Santa in the middle of the night. Anyone else care to sympathize with me?