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Originally Posted by Tricky  I need a hug |
Let me tell you my "mail order" story instead. Once upon a time I needed a flower stand. The stand had to meet certain criteria: it had to be wooden, had to match the rest of the furniture, and, most importantly, had to be inexpensive. After some research, I found what I was looking for in a JCPenney (a popular department store) catalogue. I really liked the low price - $35. So, I made a call. Two-three weeks later, I got my flower stand. Yay!
Unfortunately, one of the three legs was badly scratched. Among the other papers I found a note from the stand manufacturer (located in sunny California) asking customers not to call the catalogue department in case something was wrong with their product, but call them directly. I called the manufacturer. Two more weeks passed and I received another package. Yay!
Unfortunately, instead of a leg, they sent me something called "an arm" - a smaller part of the stand I did not have any problem with. Are you still with me? I called again. Two more weeks passed. Maybe three. Anyway, I received yet another package. Inside, wrapped in old California newspapers, there was a leg alright. Unfortunately, it was a wrong leg - for a coffee table perhaps. I called again. They were very sorry. They said they would send me another stand. They did indeed.
Unfortunately (you already expected this word, did not you), that one had rotten or missing pins so no assembly was possible.
I did what I should've done right away - I called JCPenney. They sent me another stand that was delivered in two days.
Unfortunately, there was a damaged leg (yes, another one) and a missing pin or two.
I grabbed all merchandise, got into my car and drove across the whole town to JCPenney.
Unfortunately, the weather was pretty bad that day – rain, snow and icy roads. Near the store's parking lot, my brand new car slipped on the ice (that is what I told the cop) and collided with a truck.
Since then I dislike California.