....and so what was to happen this evening? well at around quarter past seven...i was having a bath...and the intercom went off...i decided to ignore it, completely...it was now dark and obviously inconvenient to answer the intercom i.e. i would have to get out of the bath and get dressed, beforehand etc etc...anyway, the intercom then went again, a couple of times...

...unlikely to be amazon and even if it were...an amazon courier....let me see...even if they were that keen...then they would have to ring another intercom to be let in and then he could post the package through my frontdoor....and so why bother getting out of the bath, i figured....

...to then hear my flat frontdoor bell ring...now that was to really annoy me...what was the problem with using my flat frontdoor letterbox - why did whoeverit was have to bother me?...and so i got out of the bath, wrapped a towel around me and went to my frontdoor to see a man without an 'amazon tag' around his neck or any sort of 'uniform' badge...he was black with ear-rings and a gold tooth...with an amazon package in his hand...which could easily fit through the letterbox...i then said loudly "hello - put it through the door"...he then began to talk either spanish or portuguese....i can't tell the difference...he didn't appear to be able to speak english at all...i walked off....i really couldn't be bothered....to then return, to see him getting my flat 3 neighbour to sign for it...even though it didn't need a signature...and he'd found the right flat...and so why not just put it through the letterbox? he then knocked on my door and i replied "just put it through the letterbox" etc etc...he then decided to do so...it fitted easily....and i was to think 'finally, that is that'...what a palaver etc etc.

 i then heard him making quite a big noise, somewhere else in the building - talking loudly...and he appeared to be able to speak perfectly good english, by this point in time...he then came back to my door and started to knock loudly on the frontdoor...what is it, this time? i thought...and so i told him to wait - because i was still getting dressed at the time...whilst knowing that the ill were quite obviously up to something and that i would have to have some sort of confrontation with him...and so having got dressed...i then opened the door upon the chain and asked for ID...he showed me a tag which only gave his name and underneath - his profession, i suppose....'correia'...was that spanish or portuguese for courier? i had no idea....and yet again, he was pretending not to speak a word of english...he also had his hand through my letterbox by that point...and was flashing his phone around at my flat...that red dot...he had the scanner on....so what had he really been up to? i told him to give me the phone...he refused to do so 'in spanish/portuguese'...i repeated the instruction...until eventually he did so - under the chain of the door...i checked the phone....it was no 'amazon logistics' phone...go figure.

anyway, i then thought...i really cannot be bothered with this...and so i said "you want the package back? you can have it..." and so i stuck it back through the letterbox....having figured that the compromise appeared to be...that he had forgotten to scan it before giving it to me...now why he would have to do that...or why he had forgotten to do that...i have no idea...but anyway, once he had got the package back...he then appeared to give up....and pushed it back through the letterbox...to then leave...go figure.

and so what can one say in summary..."an attack by the spanish mob according to italian intelligence" replies BI ONLINE....really?...and upon the winter solstice....21st december...go figure.

...what else can i say...apart from the fact that he obviously wasn't 'dangerous' to my neighbour...as she hadn't been the target....but the fact is...i had been...and those that had targeted me will pay and pay for 'that one'. The phone had a 'taser' device upon it....but seeing as he couldn't get me to take the chain off of the door - he was to give up in the end.

addditionally, the whole thing is a bit of a laugh, really...reverse psychology at work...you see i knew that once i had posted up on my blog...that i really couldn't care less about receiving that package or not...and that the ill could have it back and then refund me the money...i knew that they would do everything that they could do, to get it to me....which is what they then did...so predictable, eh? you don't need to be a 'seer' to play games with these people....go figure.

...hmmm...the spanish mob? reminds me of obama's first couple of weeks in NY...see previous notes upon a couple of weeks' incarceration in a local police station...where the police only spoke spanish...and were to refuse to let him have access to a translator....go figure. Are you sure that it was the spanish mob and not another NSA number?...because obama then got a job with the NSA...not long after...which was to be his first real job in the USA...go figure.