I try my hardest to pack my figurines with as much protection as I possibly can. A mountain of tissue, a gift box, more tissue around it, bubble wrap if needed, and all nestled deep inside a fairly large "crush-proof" cardboard box.
You can imagine my horror when a customer (who was super nice and understanding) sent me this monstrosity back. Did the Post Office run this over with a MAC truck? Was there a postal employee with a hatred for figurines working that day? (not that he'd know what was inside).
I am laughing, however, at the giant green sticker they placed upon the package stating it's been damaged. Ah yes...all is forgiven now.
Should I have a funeral? I'll invite the neighbors. Or maybe just the cats.