Will a Paw Print Do?

Yesterday was a first for me at work. After more than 25 years, that's something.

It didn't start out looking like quite such an unusual run. I was sent to a veterinary clinic to pick up a package going to a "res." That's our abbreviation for residence. It's usually preceded by a name, so we know just who is authorized to sign for it, and as a double check that we're at the right place. Is this the Wilson residence? No? Oops, sorry. Or, I can't find 4567. Can you look up the Wilsons and check that the address is right?

Names are handy.

But sometimes we just aren't given them when the run is called in. I never know if it's carelessness or stupidity. But it's usually forthcoming by the time we pick up the package. On rare occasions, it's a "blind run": A is allowed to know that B sent us, but not that B is shipping it straight over to C. B likes to protect its customer list so A doesn't call C directly and undercut the price.

Yesterday was none of those. At the pick there was still no name, unless you count the pet's name on the box. It was to go to an apartment building manager's office. Hopefully the manager knew which apartment Mikka lives in and how to deliver the box properly. One can also presume that the manager is able to sign for the package, since Mikka's owner(s) will likely be at work. And we still don't have a way of registering paw prints as a valid signature for deliveries.