Yesterday I had a call from the store, informing me that my special order of Postsecret was no longer available, so they wouldn't be able to provide me with the book. Heh. Glad I didn't wait for a call to go and buy it! It only would have meant four months and no book to show for it. This strikes me, for some reason, as a pretty awesome breakdown of communication.
I'm just glad that I had no reason to be annoyed, or to take out that annoyance on the woman who called me. I'm sure it can't be fun to have to inform people that their orders can't be filled. So, um, yay for not being inconvenienced?