Me? a bitch?
Our dishwasher has been making loud and frightening noises for the past few weeks, so on Monday, Grant and I took ourselves over to Sears and purchased a brand spanking new dishwasher. I explained to the saleswoman that we needed to have it delivered and installed before the weekend,as we are taking off once again on holiday. She seemed to think that was quite do-able. We got a call from the delivery people to confirm Thursday afternoon delivery. I am still waiting to hear from the installers.
I called the saleswoman on Tuesday. She told me they would probably call that night to schedule, but gave me the installer's number just in case because she was off the next day. No call that night. I called the installer yesterday and left a message. No call back.
This morning I called again and told the message machine that if I didn't get a call back within the hour, I would cancel the order. I heard my voice start to shake with anger as I was talking and realize that I probably sound like complete bitch and therefore will never get a call back.
A half hour to go.
I called the saleswoman on Tuesday. She told me they would probably call that night to schedule, but gave me the installer's number just in case because she was off the next day. No call that night. I called the installer yesterday and left a message. No call back.
This morning I called again and told the message machine that if I didn't get a call back within the hour, I would cancel the order. I heard my voice start to shake with anger as I was talking and realize that I probably sound like complete bitch and therefore will never get a call back.
A half hour to go.
posted by allison | 9:19 AM
3 Comments:
Oh pish, by this point I'd be calling them cocksuckers on the machine and threatening them.. You are far from a bitch ;)
Hee. I guess I take this being Canadian thing too seriously, eh?
Anyway, after several additional phone calls, I finally talked to the manager. About an hour later, installation calls and confirms they will be calling to set up a definite time for tomorrow. They better not mess with me again!! *puts on mean face*
Like Jenn, I think you showed remarkable restraint.
If they do mess with you again, we'll call out the posse. I'm in the mood to hand out an ass-whoopin'.
See, us Canadians aren't all that polite. ;-)
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