Post office.

So, the post office here is incredibly horrible. My parents sent me a package weeks ago, and it has yet to arrive. The package contained, of course, my incredibly expensive turntable head shells and needle cartridges. The post office apparently tried to deliver the needles, but was confused by the fact that I hadn't notified them of my change of address. Notification followed, of course, but by this time the confusion had already occurred. Now, of course, the office is basically refusing to acknowledge the existence of any such package. Jun is on the case, however, we are both very...very...frustrated. Ugh.