Fergie
NAXJA Forum User
- Location
- Flagstaff, AZ
I've got a freakin Odyssey so tell ya about:
Buy a CSF rad from Dirk. UPS driver says that I refused the package three seperate times, so it went back to the warehouse. I call up Dirk and we get it fixed and the rad is on its way again. When it arrives, it is beat to shtit. I take a look at it and everything seems okay, but it turns out it wasnt. The gorillas that handle packeages at UPS tossed it around so much that the filler neck got dented and dinged up to where the pressure cap wouldnt seat. I figure this out after I have already installed it.
Call up Dirk, and he gets another one on its way to me, which brings me to yesterday and today. I check the tracking # and it shows that the rad has been to delivered. Not to me mind you, but to some freakin loading dock! I call up UPS and they "cant" tell me where the package was delivered because of their system and how it works. I rant at them until they give me the local # for UPS. I figure out from them that the package got delivered to Wal-Mart.
I go to Wal-Mart, whom UPS has spoken with and they are aware of the situation. Some dumb b!tch of a manager tells me she wont go into the back and get my rad. I tell her she has MY property, and I want it, and she is in illegal possesion of it. She threatens to have me escorted off property, and I havent even raised my voice or told her what I really think. I say fine and leave after she gives more excuses and I wont back down, but leave anyway.
I come back 30 minutes later wiht the PD(smaller town, I know most of the officers). The manager's attitude is a complete 180* now that the PD is next to me. She goes back and looks for the package and finds it locked in the S7R managers office, which she cant get in to. I tell her to call the other manager, but no answer so I go home.
Now to this morning. I show back up to Wal-Mart and ask for my package. They tell me they have to give UPS the package, not me. ITS MY FREWAKIN RADIATOR, GIVE IT TO ME!!!
I leave, have UPS call the store, as well as the PD contact the manager, walk back in from the parking lot, and lo and behold, there is my rad!!
CLIFFNOTES: UPS has their collective head up their ass and an IQ slightly higher than a retard. Wal-Mart hires a bunch of managers that like to be b!tches just to be one. Funk 'em both, time for some beer.
Fergie
Buy a CSF rad from Dirk. UPS driver says that I refused the package three seperate times, so it went back to the warehouse. I call up Dirk and we get it fixed and the rad is on its way again. When it arrives, it is beat to shtit. I take a look at it and everything seems okay, but it turns out it wasnt. The gorillas that handle packeages at UPS tossed it around so much that the filler neck got dented and dinged up to where the pressure cap wouldnt seat. I figure this out after I have already installed it.
Call up Dirk, and he gets another one on its way to me, which brings me to yesterday and today. I check the tracking # and it shows that the rad has been to delivered. Not to me mind you, but to some freakin loading dock! I call up UPS and they "cant" tell me where the package was delivered because of their system and how it works. I rant at them until they give me the local # for UPS. I figure out from them that the package got delivered to Wal-Mart.
I go to Wal-Mart, whom UPS has spoken with and they are aware of the situation. Some dumb b!tch of a manager tells me she wont go into the back and get my rad. I tell her she has MY property, and I want it, and she is in illegal possesion of it. She threatens to have me escorted off property, and I havent even raised my voice or told her what I really think. I say fine and leave after she gives more excuses and I wont back down, but leave anyway.
I come back 30 minutes later wiht the PD(smaller town, I know most of the officers). The manager's attitude is a complete 180* now that the PD is next to me. She goes back and looks for the package and finds it locked in the S7R managers office, which she cant get in to. I tell her to call the other manager, but no answer so I go home.
Now to this morning. I show back up to Wal-Mart and ask for my package. They tell me they have to give UPS the package, not me. ITS MY FREWAKIN RADIATOR, GIVE IT TO ME!!!
I leave, have UPS call the store, as well as the PD contact the manager, walk back in from the parking lot, and lo and behold, there is my rad!!
CLIFFNOTES: UPS has their collective head up their ass and an IQ slightly higher than a retard. Wal-Mart hires a bunch of managers that like to be b!tches just to be one. Funk 'em both, time for some beer.
Fergie