The setting,
Central West Fresno, CA 7:03 PM Thursday, September 2, 2010
Technician: Drachillix arrives on scene.
Customer has a laptop with a non-functional, most likely pirated Windows Vista install (key only present for XP home). Boot partition is a mess, dunno if I can even save his stuff but its gonna take hours for a file scan. Its gonna need to be reloaded.
No internet service in the house, no neighbors with unsecured internet, so only real way to get drivers and such after a reload is to take it back to my shop and do the work there.
I discuss this with the customer, he agrees, I doodle him out a receipt (normally we do them via an internet based service, so I had to improvise)
Data recovery proves challenging, and eventually fails, but I gave it a solid try and let him know, he was more concerned with speed than saving his limewire downloads, so I go ahead and proceed with the reformat and reload. Of course we start the reload about 5pm on Saturday night. We are closed Sunday and for the holiday Monday. I actually came in breifly on Monday for a few things and ran all the driver and basic application installation to make sure it was ready for Tue first thing.
Oh did I mention he called 38 times starting at 10pm Saturday night, our phone message said we are closed Sundays and this monday.
Today
I go to collect payment and drop off computer. Customer informs me he needs to show a relative at a different location where he can get the money and pay me tomorrow. I inform him that I cannot release the computer until I have recieved payment. He starts on an elaborate line of street lawyer bullshit about how I have no right to hold his property, blah blah blah, gets in my face and tries to physically pull the computer away from me.
I don’t budge, and reply, "If you feel I am doing something illegal here, please contact the police, I will wait.
Him: More blathering
Me: Please call the police…
Him: More blather
Me: Call the police
Him: Give me your phone so I can call
Me: Uh, no, go call inside, I will wait. (Like I am gonna hand him my 3gs iPhone)
Him: blah blah, You are gonna end up getting arrested, blah blah
Me: Chance I’m gonna take
This is abbreviated, this whole debate took about 30 min.
He goes inside and calls. Comes out a few minutes later and tells me I am gonna be sorry. He walks down and waits at the end of the driveway for police.
Two police officers arrive about 10 min later, he proceeeds to give them the same song and dance about his rights, my rights, etc. Cop basically says, this is a civil matter, you have to make arrangements you both agree on for this transaction. I cannot force him to hand over the computer, and I cannot force you to pay him.
Other officer asks me a few questions, takes my name, DOB, etc. I inform the officer he was getting a little hostile and I in part encouraged him to call to make sure I could leave peacefully without being forced to hand over the computer without payment for my services via futher intimidation or potentially assaulting me.
The bill:
$98
Now I feel like I should be charging him for the hour I had to throw away onsite while all this bullshit unfolded. I should charge him for another delivery fee to come back out there. Better yet, I should make him meet me at the police station 3 blocks away so he can’t get in my face again. Hand him the bill for the additional time and charges, then see if he thinks his little stunt was worth it.
Shit like this makes me want to go wander the woods or something and never have to deal with another [del]sack of shit[/del] valued customer like this again.