| THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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So, Kazu and I decided to buy a pair of chests of drawers using some of our wedding money. We looked around and found this place with lots of bargains, American Freight. We picked out the chests we wanted and we had them delivered that day. After I unpacked them, I realized they had delivered the wrong model of chest, so I went back and talked with them and pointed out the ones we actually picked out. Turns out the sales associate put in the wrong model number. Now, with any business not being run by total incompetents, the story would have ended with the store picking up the wrong chests and dropping off the right ones. If this were that story, I would not be writing this post. No, they didn't have the ones we picked in stock. Could we wait 2 weeks until more came in? I said that didn't sound good to me, so they did some figuring and said one week. Fine, I said. A week passed and I called back. Of course, they couldn't get the chests, but call back on friday. I called back and the manager I was dealing with had the day off (after he had told me to call that day). Eventually I talked with him and he said that the chests would be in on the next truck, that friday. I call back and he isn't there, of course. The first person said that the truck had arrived and my stuff should be on the delivery truck. I waited a couple hours. No truck. I called back and the person said their delivery truck just left and they should be calling me. I wait a couple more hours. No Truck. I call back again and this time the person tells me that their truck never came in that day! By this time I am furious. I manage to get a hold of the manager I was dealing with and he tells me Tuesday for sure, they are getting a transfer. I call this last Tuesday. By this time, it had been over three weeks. Well, it seems that the chests they requested went to a different store. But I should call back the next day, because the company vice president would be visiting and he was going to bring up this issue with him, and I would either have my chests or get a refund. I call back. The manager has the day off and won't be back until tomorrow. No one there has any idea of what is going on. So, basically, American Freight has been screwing me for nearly a month. Friday I am going to the store and not leaving until I either have my money back or my chests delivered. I strongly advise anyone who is shopping for furniture to stay the hell away from American Freight. |
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So, on Wednesday, we'll know. |
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So there's nothing else to it: ya'll just have to move to Dallas. |
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i haven't been around in a couple weeks... was hoping to have heard that Tig's baby arrived by now. anyway, senor and i went to IKEA yesterday for the first time ever. WHOA it was a zoo! we went there to look at beds. we didn't buy a bed for us, but we bought a crib for $100 and a crib mattress and a coffee table. we also shared a plate of swedish meatballs. the whole experience was really interesting. i understand the appeal of the prices, but i'm not sure i'd have the patience to, say, spend the day there redesigning a kitchen. |
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the table when there is no company and Scrubs is on? Although, Sunday's dinner and others like it would have been better on a table. |
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isn't that a great feeling? i love the feeling of getting settled in to a place. making it feel like home. furniture makes a huge difference. i'm doing okay. 32 weeks pregnant, feeling big as an ark. feeling really tired, sore back, sore legs and feet, headachy. already having fun with my baby girl. when she pokes, i poke her back. senor's supervisor at work threw us a baby shower this afternoon. we got lots of good loot. we got a joanie jump up! very exciting! and a tummy mat that looks like a little surfboard. i figure, i might as well impose my identity on her now, while i can. soon enough she'll be older and probably wanting to form her own identity. ingrate. |
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so much baby excitement! thanks for the updates, sarah and tiggy. a friend of mine, a waitress who works at the breakfast cafe down the street, is expecting too... moving house, selling her car, getting ready to raise her child with two female housemates (her partner lives in a different house)... a little bit crazy. |
i think of posts but i don't post them. i think of starting a different board. i miss everyone. |
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I would like Patrick to post about his vacation though. plus the fact he's been taking photos of heavy metal bands - according to his flickr page. |
And I miss you, too, wisper. |
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