And a bizarre twist. Came home after dinner and found a package on my doorstep. Right address, wrong name. Nobody in the neighborhood knows the name. Called the company and they said keep it and do what I want with it. So I am now the proud owner of a 9 pound smoked turkey from Swiss Colony.
The saga continued last night. Got home around 8:30 and there's another package from Swiss Colony. Again with my address but an unfamiliar name no one in the neighborhood knows. Called the company and again was told to keep it. So now I am stocked up with chocolates, cheeses, sausages, and cookies.
I did ask the customer service rep if this lady had anymore shipments scheduled and she said no. I replied 'too bad' and we both chuckled.