Dammit, Woolrich, where are my slippers?
I sent you a return item over a month ago. Enclosed were detailed instructions on what to do, including item numbers, prices, and names of all the items that I wanted instead of the creepy railroad vest I had. I verified that I was sending the package to the correct address. I even made sure to sign and date the paper and of course included contact information so you could get in touch with me if you were confused.
Instead, you immediately threw the package into a dark corner and lost it for two weeks. Then, when you found it, it took you almost a week to figure out what to do with it. Then, you mailed it and lost track of it again. I'm sure you send packages with something other than CRAPMAIL. Ever heard of tracking numbers?
I am not hopeful that you will have managed to correctly read the item numbers and descriptions that I carefully detailed for you. I expect to find incorrect-- and what's more-- ugly items in the box instead of the sweater stone, hat, and slippers I requested. I am not hopeful but I am still giddy that the package will have arrived today. Because, dammit, I WANT MY SLIPPERS!
EDIT: Huttah, they arrived today with nary a thing amiss!
Posted on January 30, 2006 @ 5:43 PM | 1 comments
I sent you a return item over a month ago. Enclosed were detailed instructions on what to do, including item numbers, prices, and names of all the items that I wanted instead of the creepy railroad vest I had. I verified that I was sending the package to the correct address. I even made sure to sign and date the paper and of course included contact information so you could get in touch with me if you were confused.
Instead, you immediately threw the package into a dark corner and lost it for two weeks. Then, when you found it, it took you almost a week to figure out what to do with it. Then, you mailed it and lost track of it again. I'm sure you send packages with something other than CRAPMAIL. Ever heard of tracking numbers?
I am not hopeful that you will have managed to correctly read the item numbers and descriptions that I carefully detailed for you. I expect to find incorrect-- and what's more-- ugly items in the box instead of the sweater stone, hat, and slippers I requested. I am not hopeful but I am still giddy that the package will have arrived today. Because, dammit, I WANT MY SLIPPERS!
EDIT: Huttah, they arrived today with nary a thing amiss!
Posted on January 30, 2006 @ 5:43 PM | 1 comments
Comments:
Global conspiracies are everywhere.
If you ever find you're being followed by a man in a snappy heather grey wool sweater and flannel lined khakis, please contact the authorities. They may be after your SEO knowledge to use it against their enemies.
I find it highly unlikely that will happen, though. So enjoy the slippers.
By 
G-Rob, at
6:14 AM, January 31, 2006
