So, three weeks ago, I purchased an item from a small online retailer. At a hundred bucks or so, it wasn’t terribly expensive. Still, that’s enough money that I’d notice NEVER GETTING THE PRODUCT I ORDERED.
A week went by, and my order hadn’t shipped. I sent them an email, and they responded that it was on backorder and should be there within a week.
Fine. No biggie - I could wait.
A week went by, and I got an email from them saying the manufacturer had discontinued that item and they wouldn’t be getting any more. They offered me a couple of alternate, more expensive items, at a slight discount. Since I had something very specific in mind when I ordered the item, I declined, and asked for a refund.
A week went by without hearing anything from them. No refund.
I sent another email, politely asking for an update on the status of my refund.
They wrote back immediately, stating that they were waiting to get back to me because the were waiting to hear back from another manufacturer who was possibly going to sell something that vaguely matched the description of my original item.
Again, it would be more expensive that what I had originally ordered, but they’d be kind enough to throw in free shipping or something.
:insert sound of needle being dragged across a record:
THE FUCK?
DID I NOT ASK YOU FOR A REFUND A WEEK AGO?
DID I SAY ANYTHING ABOUT HOLDING ON TO MY MONEY WHILE YOU HUNTED AROUND FOR MORE MERCHANDISE I DON’T WANT?
Fuck you, muh man.
…I should have said. Instead, I typed a polite reply once again declining the alternate merch, and reiterated my desire for MY MOTHERFUCKING MONEY.
That was a week ago.
No reply.
No motherfucking money.
So I sent another one this morning.
No reply.
No. Motherfucking. Money.
If they’re that fucking desperate to hold on to my c-bill, it’s really gonna suck when Visa dings them for my refund, plus whatever they take for chargebacks.
Because if I don’t see my fucking money TOMORROW, I’m calling my bank.
Assholes.