I had an order coming today but had no $1's or $5's, so had to tip in quarters. The guy put the boxes in the foyer as usual and said the pickle container broke and he left the pickles in the truck, and I should request a refund (he would do it too, when he got back). Also, there might be a "scent."
He left, and I saw the wooden floor under the box was damp. Great. I moved the boxes to the kitchen and scrubbed the spot with oil soap. I had to wash pickle juice off everything in the produce box. It wasn't soaked, so the guy must have cleaned as best he could. Still, yeesh. I put all the loose produce in a large Ziploc bag, rinsed off the bagged items and containers, and cleaned the kitchen floor.
Earlier today, I got rid of a pile of NYT puzzles next to the computer. I considered putting them in a large plastic Macy's bag but instead used 2 small garbage bags. Now I put the large produce box in that large bag so it wouldn't wet anything else, and left it in the basement cardboard box area.
My apartment doesn't smell like pickles, so I guess it's OK. When I wrote Fresh Direct, I told them that although I didn't need to throw anything out, I did have to rinse off everything in the box. My credit just came through, and it's just for the amount of the pickles. Oh well, I didn't have that much pain and suffering.
I did have pain when I opened the box of books which came Tuesday. Probably punishment for ordering books I didn't need. I slit the taped flap with a kitchen knife, which went directly into and under the nail of my left middle finger. I considered going to the ER but it wasn't that bloody and I washed and bandaged it. There's no more blood under the bandage, but I change it every day so I won't snag the nail. The nail hurts when I touch it, but it's better than it was. If I were a concert pianist, I'd be more concerned but it should heal in a few days.
I finished "The Starter Wife" book, which I'll give to my sister. The plot was different from the TV show (still haven't seen the last episode), and I think I liked the TV version better.
While at the Times yesterday, I heard about the steam pipe explosion. The infrastructure here is old and decrepit. When I got home, caller ID showed my mother had called 3 times so I called her around 9:30 pm. This morning she called and said she had called several times yesterday and was worried about the explosion. She had no memory of my calling her.