Rage. Building. No-one, nothing. To. Hit. May. Explode.
Let me tell you then story of a Bryan who wanted to buy some DVDs.
It's over a year now, since Play.com advertised the Stargate SG-1 season 7 box set for sale. Geek fanboy that I am, I immediately put in a pre-order. Then the distributors, MGM decided that the release should be put back until the end of February 2005. So there the order lay, for nearly thirteen months quietly unregarded, but not forgotten.
On 24th February, I received an email from Play.com telling me that the order had been posted, and to allow 3-4 days for delivery.
Hurrah!
By Saturday 5th March, I had received nothing. Not a jot. So I logged on to their site and checked the Royal Mail tracking number they provided. Status? Delivered in Whetstone before 10am on 26 February.
Well, maybe. But not at my gaff, and not at the pharmacy downstairs where our mail sometimes ends up by mistake (they are 1292, we are 1292a). And just to add to the fun, someone had provided a signature for the package.
Not happy, but undeterred, I emailed Play.com with my tale of woe and asked them to check with the post office to see where the package had been delivered. Their response was to say that they would be happy to provide a replacement, provided I could show that someone else had signed, and provide a copy of my signature for comparison. Well, I don't mind giving them a copy of my signature, but I rather feel it is for them to follow up with Royal Mail. Nonetheless, I email Royal Mail for advice, and today get a response telling me that since the supplier is overseas, I need to get them to check with their postal service.
It seems that in the world of the Royal Mail, the Channel Islands are considered furren parts and that in some bizarre schizophrenic way, the Royal Mail in Jersey is not affiliated with the Royal Mail anywhere else.
I have sent a further email explaining the position, and asking them to confirm that the Channel Islands have ceded from the UK.
In the meantime, I am forty-five quid down, do not have the DVDs I paid for, and someone, somewhere has probably traded them for a nose full of crack, or whatever you do with the bastard stuff.
And I have no-one to hit.
Let me tell you then story of a Bryan who wanted to buy some DVDs.
It's over a year now, since Play.com advertised the Stargate SG-1 season 7 box set for sale. Geek fanboy that I am, I immediately put in a pre-order. Then the distributors, MGM decided that the release should be put back until the end of February 2005. So there the order lay, for nearly thirteen months quietly unregarded, but not forgotten.
On 24th February, I received an email from Play.com telling me that the order had been posted, and to allow 3-4 days for delivery.
Hurrah!
By Saturday 5th March, I had received nothing. Not a jot. So I logged on to their site and checked the Royal Mail tracking number they provided. Status? Delivered in Whetstone before 10am on 26 February.
Well, maybe. But not at my gaff, and not at the pharmacy downstairs where our mail sometimes ends up by mistake (they are 1292, we are 1292a). And just to add to the fun, someone had provided a signature for the package.
Not happy, but undeterred, I emailed Play.com with my tale of woe and asked them to check with the post office to see where the package had been delivered. Their response was to say that they would be happy to provide a replacement, provided I could show that someone else had signed, and provide a copy of my signature for comparison. Well, I don't mind giving them a copy of my signature, but I rather feel it is for them to follow up with Royal Mail. Nonetheless, I email Royal Mail for advice, and today get a response telling me that since the supplier is overseas, I need to get them to check with their postal service.
It seems that in the world of the Royal Mail, the Channel Islands are considered furren parts and that in some bizarre schizophrenic way, the Royal Mail in Jersey is not affiliated with the Royal Mail anywhere else.
I have sent a further email explaining the position, and asking them to confirm that the Channel Islands have ceded from the UK.
In the meantime, I am forty-five quid down, do not have the DVDs I paid for, and someone, somewhere has probably traded them for a nose full of crack, or whatever you do with the bastard stuff.
And I have no-one to hit.
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Date: 2005-03-11 12:06 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-11 12:07 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-03-11 12:30 pm (UTC)Worse our hotel room was crap, got moved to another one, this time above the bar. Daughter was ill, wife was moody (pregnant) and it just all fell apart. Couldn't even enjoy a single beer....
And to top it all off, as we arrived at the airport to leave (Guernsey) it was foggy. No planes could take off or land. We could hear our plane circling above, and it tried to land a few times but visibility was zero (and no ILS) so I can appreciate the pilot didn't want to risk anything.
Just as I was expecting another glorious night on Guernsey, this obviously being the last flight out to Gatwick, the fog lifted partially and our pilot bravely landed.
Still, that doesn't bring back your £45, but at least it's an amusing tale looking back at it.
Someone...Anyone...EVERYONE!
Date: 2005-03-11 01:09 pm (UTC)Local scally, follow him home. Baseball bat (or in your case cricket bat) to the kneecaps. "Who are the local hustlers?"
Work your way around the area until something comes up.
Oh, and you need a quirk or call-sign. Actually 'The Caddyman' will work quite well.
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Date: 2005-03-11 05:19 pm (UTC)If it's the former as opposed the latter, you may well be insured for the loss of the purchase.
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Date: 2005-03-11 06:35 pm (UTC)It's all perfectly legal but it does mean that occasionally things like this will happen.