Not the kind of self help I need

I’ve been trying to read more lately. Remember back in the day when I’d read 30 plus books a year? The past few years I feel like I’m lucky if I read 30 plus pages. Damn full time job always getting in the way.

I decided to make reading a priority again, something I can do not only to relax and recharge but also to better myself.

Enter the self help books

While listening to my favorite podcast a few weeks back, Jen told us about a book that was pretty life changing for her. It definitely sounded like something I should read.

I logged on to Ebay and ordered it from one of the bookselling charities I like to frequent. I was very excited when, few days later, I received shipping notification. Watching those tracking updates like a crazy person, I was so excited when I saw the book would be waiting for me in my mailbox when I returned home from work.

When I ripped open the package this is what I saw.

The book I actually ordered was Think Like A Warrior: The Five Inner Beliefs That Make You Unstoppable. Clearly they weren’t even close with this one.

As I’m sure anyone who knows me can imagine, the first words out of my mouth were, “what the fuck?”. The very next thing I did was tear through the packaging as if the correct book were hiding somewhere in the empty bag. I opened the book and closed it again thinking that maybe I had read the cover wrong. Next, I flipped through the pages, clearly the cover on this paperback had been replaced. I looked at the packing slip, the correct book was listed so I did what any normal person would do, I picked up the book again because it had to be the right book..IT HAD TO BE! Alas, it was not.

I emailed the seller right away.

Hello! Unfortunately I was sent the wrong book. I’ve been happily married for nearly 17 years but I really need to know how to think like a warrior! Please help!

Thankfully they responded quickly and got the correct book out right away. They told me I may keep or discard the book they sent in error. I think what I’m going to do is find one of those book bins they have all over town and make a donation. Maybe some young lady will be able to use it to, “build herself a happily ever after”. You know, because you have to have a husband to have one of those.

Have you ever been sent the wrong product? A product that was so far from what you ordered it left you scratching your head while you laughed out loud? Tell me about it!