that shipping company still sucks, but I'm a happy man now.
Scribing at 1:32 p.m. on 2005-03-07
Ok .. so, yeah.
Update on the misdelivered machine:
After getting off the phone with fedex (who SUCKS), I emailed the fabulous company from whom I had ordered the original machine, letting them know a) that they misdelivered the damn thing and it was floating in space somewhere; and b) that fedex (who SUCKS) wanted them to contact the company directly to file a claim as the sender.
In less than an hour, the company had emailed me that they were sending me out ANOTHER machine immediately, that THEY apologized for the error, and where fedex (who SUCKS) had actually delivered the original machine. Yow. I was all kinds of impressed.
Within another 20 minutes I had an email confirming that they had already shipped me a replacement machine, and if I had any other questions, to contact them immediately and they'd do whatever they could to clear everything up.
Well bless their lil' hearts and stuff. I was really impressed. First, that a company would reship such an expensive item just because fedex (who SUCKS) blew monkeys at getting it where it was going; and second that they did it so damn fast.
The following day, there was a knock on the door. The little old dude who had misdelivered my machine was sent back out to retrieve it; and because he'd misdelivered it to the same place they misdelivered my LAST piece (a business rather than a private residence) he was indeed able to retrieve it; and was bringing it to me.
So here I had the original machine I'd bought; and a second winging it's way .. well, probably to the same business where fedex (who SUCKS) misdelivers ALL my mail .. but we won't dwell on that.
I emailed the original beautiful, wonderful company that I love to let them know the original machine had finally made it's way to me; and to ask them if they had any special instructions for me so I could return the second machine they so kindly and obligingly mailed out with such haste.
Because karmically, it would be a suck-ass thing to do to keep the second machine; and the last thing I want to do is incur the wrath of the company whom I would happily marry if I wasn't so busy keeping The Diva from running off with DangerSpouse. Not to mention it simply wouldn't be right.
So there you go.
Now I have my machine, and I didn't even need to kill anyone or poke anybody's eye out or anything like that. Although I was tempted.
I'm still tempted, come to think of it.
Muahahahahahahahah.
Oh, and UrsaMajor? Darlin', if you're reading this, we need to start talkin' if you guys are coming out for the Tattoo Convention that begins in a scant 4 days! Call us or write us or something!
Ciao, bellas!
