Yeah, I'm pissed.
I think everyone has moved on to myspace, so I figure this is a good place to be a crybaby.
Well it all started with my car. You see, when I bought my car I checked everything meticulously. Everything that is, except for the rims underneath those wonderful tires. A few months of drivng made me come to the realization that each rim was warped and needed to be replaced. Cue in materialism.
Note: Baby(ies) - Rim(s) and tire(s), otherwise known as a wheel(s)
UPS - United Parcel Storks
So as a replacement for my stock, bent, and only 17" babies, I decided on 18" babies with a smaller profile tire. You know, to make the car look more badass. So I placed my order and was very very happy until the UPS came and delivered my babies. To my horror, I had noticed damage in the way of a scratch on one of the babies. After telling the place that takes money and ships babies that my baby was damaged, I decided that a baby with a tire only an inch tall would most likely get damaged anyway during normal driving. So I called back that baby place and told them that I needed to return the rest of my babies. They were kind to inform me that I would have to pay a service fee of $30.00 a baby and would have to pay the return freight myself. I then did exactly as they said and shipped out 3 of my 4 babies ( The injured baby had to stay at my house for the UPS to pick up and complete a damage claim), and was slap happy that my new 17" babies with a bigger profile where on their way...
Well, only 2 babies made it back to the baby place. The third baby that I shipped had been damaged in transit (Woo!) So the third baby was shipped back to the UPS store I shipped it from for a freight inspection. Well, I put a damage claim down on their UPS asses. They came and inspected it and I was told that the tire was damaged because whoever opened it at the place that takes money and ships babies cut it with a knife opening it (duh?). I was obviously bullshit and called the company which told me otherwise.
Well.... While all this is happening something wonderful happens. Can you guess? The theft fairy comes and pays a vist to yours truly. thats right boys and girls, I was stone cold steve austin robbed. Well not in the the literal sense, but someone at BOSTON MARKET did take my bank card to ring in my meal, and instead of handing it back to me, handed me a VIP CARD. Yup. Instead of getting my bank card back, I got 10% off my meals for a year. And I didn't even notice until...
The very next day when I checked my account balance online, only to see that I was $700 in the negitive. I immediately checked for my card and found it not in my wallet. Fuck. That was April 23rd. It has now been a week with almost no information from the bank or the police. I'm fucking pissed. Who the fuck spends $300 at Supersocks in Boston? Not straight manly men like myself!
So the moral of the story? Don't trust United Parcel Storks with babies or Black Women with chicken.
Fuckin A right I'm pissed.
Well it all started with my car. You see, when I bought my car I checked everything meticulously. Everything that is, except for the rims underneath those wonderful tires. A few months of drivng made me come to the realization that each rim was warped and needed to be replaced. Cue in materialism.
Note: Baby(ies) - Rim(s) and tire(s), otherwise known as a wheel(s)
UPS - United Parcel Storks
So as a replacement for my stock, bent, and only 17" babies, I decided on 18" babies with a smaller profile tire. You know, to make the car look more badass. So I placed my order and was very very happy until the UPS came and delivered my babies. To my horror, I had noticed damage in the way of a scratch on one of the babies. After telling the place that takes money and ships babies that my baby was damaged, I decided that a baby with a tire only an inch tall would most likely get damaged anyway during normal driving. So I called back that baby place and told them that I needed to return the rest of my babies. They were kind to inform me that I would have to pay a service fee of $30.00 a baby and would have to pay the return freight myself. I then did exactly as they said and shipped out 3 of my 4 babies ( The injured baby had to stay at my house for the UPS to pick up and complete a damage claim), and was slap happy that my new 17" babies with a bigger profile where on their way...
Well, only 2 babies made it back to the baby place. The third baby that I shipped had been damaged in transit (Woo!) So the third baby was shipped back to the UPS store I shipped it from for a freight inspection. Well, I put a damage claim down on their UPS asses. They came and inspected it and I was told that the tire was damaged because whoever opened it at the place that takes money and ships babies cut it with a knife opening it (duh?). I was obviously bullshit and called the company which told me otherwise.
Well.... While all this is happening something wonderful happens. Can you guess? The theft fairy comes and pays a vist to yours truly. thats right boys and girls, I was stone cold steve austin robbed. Well not in the the literal sense, but someone at BOSTON MARKET did take my bank card to ring in my meal, and instead of handing it back to me, handed me a VIP CARD. Yup. Instead of getting my bank card back, I got 10% off my meals for a year. And I didn't even notice until...
The very next day when I checked my account balance online, only to see that I was $700 in the negitive. I immediately checked for my card and found it not in my wallet. Fuck. That was April 23rd. It has now been a week with almost no information from the bank or the police. I'm fucking pissed. Who the fuck spends $300 at Supersocks in Boston? Not straight manly men like myself!
So the moral of the story? Don't trust United Parcel Storks with babies or Black Women with chicken.
Fuckin A right I'm pissed.