May 28th, 2007

Manhattan

Sizing Issues

This isn't super bad service, but enough so that I feel like getting it off my chest here.

Through a friend I came across this web based store selling club wear designs by some guy. The concept is that it is faux fur clothing that has lights inside so that it glows. Pretty good idea that would work great at outdoor parties.
The annoyance began when there wasn't a size chart anywhere to be found on the page. I'm sorry but listing the options as small to X-large doesn't mean much as a large from one store can be a different size and cut from another store. Aside from what the clothes look like, the measurements are the most important thing you need to know about clothes when buying them online and can't try them on.
I was interested in the fur wristbands, that are basically like big bracelets of faux fur. Now I have larger than average wrists. Some bracelets will fit me fine, others are way too tight, and I can't stand to have something tight on my wrists especially if I'm planning on wearing them for an extended period while dancing.
So I email the designer/seller and ask "I am wondering how big around the glow fur wristbands are (ie what size wrist will they accommodate) and are they stretchy or have some sort of open and closing feature?"
His entire response to that was "one size fits all".
WTF? If I'm bothering to ask such questions obviously I am concerned that the one size fits all will not work with me, since we all know in reality one size fits all means one size fits most at best.

So yeah, not a huge deal. But he lost himself a sale if only I knew the length of the damn things.
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  • bibsy

I just LOVE it when my waitress ignores me!

My school's prom was a few weeks ago. Being the social butterfly that I am, I went to eat beforehand with a group of nine friends at seven o'clock.

The hostess leads us to our table, only to find that the table is one one chair short. Fine... We'll improvise for the time being. Said chair arrives ten minutes later, yay.

Fifteen minutes after this, the waitress makes an appearance. APPLAUSE. My friend orders an appetizer of calamari along with her drink. The drinks arrive ten minutes later, and the waitress takes our meal orders.

One plate of pasta, one ham and cheese sandwich, five orders of chicken fingers, one steak, and two salads... Doesn't seem too time-consuming does it?

An hour and a half later, the food arrives. Pasta, steak, and chicken are all room-temperature, the sandwich's cheese has begun to geletanize (for lack of a better word), but the salads are okay.

And during this hour-and-a-half-long wait? We have been checked on twice by the waitress (once was to bring bread). My calamari-ordering buddy has lacked a drink for most of this time because of the saltiness of her appetizer.

***

To make matters more interesting, there was an even bigger group across the aisle from us. This group was mostly made up of older adults, and were THEY ignored? Heck no! Their server(s) checked on them every fifteen minutes!

Yes, I may be seventeen, but my money is just as good as any adult's is. Not to mention the fact that I'm certain my group was much more well-behaved than the other people; hooray for not being drunk off of our bums!

Of course, the tip was built into the bill. And we were already an hour later to the dance than we had wanted to be, so we decided to not complain to the managers, but I'm never going to recommend that restaurant again.
Recent Igor close-up

Oh, give me a break

I have a 9-month-old bearded dragon named Igor.  I also have a part-time job, full-time class load, karate lessons 5 days a week, and a  school newspaper to run.  The former necessitates that I regularly order live bugs in large quantities to feed to the monster.  The latter deprives me of the guarantee that I will be home when the package arrives.

For the past few months, I've solved the conflict by having my buggies shipped to the local UPS store, from which I can pick the box up for a $5 fee, and prevent any bugs from dying while sitting outside my door in the summer heat or winter cold.  So far, this has not been a problem -- the employees at the UPS store have been very cool about it.

Last week, I placed an order for 500 superworms, shipped to the UPS store.  Today, I got a phone call from someone there.

Employee: "Did you order some crickets or something?"
Me: "Yes, I did."
Employee: "Well... they're here."
Me: "Great, I'll be by to pick them up later this afternoon." (I had class until 3)
Employee: *pause* "Yes, please do." (in a rushed voice).

Um, ok.  They're just some worms (think giant mealworms), they don't bite, and they're well-contained.  As promised, I go by the store after class.

Me: (to lady at counter) "Hi, I'm (name), I'm here to pickup a package."
Lady: *eyes go wide* "Boy are we glad you're here."
Other employee: (walking up) "Are you the one with the crickets?  I don't think they're alive.  They're not chirping or anything."
Me: "Well, they're superworms, actually.  For my bearded dragon."
Lady: *nose wrinkle* "Bearded dragon?!?  Isn't that a lizard?"
Me: "Yep."
Lady: *looking increasingly horrified* "And it eats worms?"
Me: "Yep."
Other employee: *comes up holding package at arms length, exaggerated look of disgust on her face* "Here, you can have the stinky things."
Lady: "Yeah, those things stink."
 
At this point, I'm so annoyed that I just take the box, pay, and leave without another word.

Gah.  I mean, I'm used to people asking questions about my dragon, but I can't stand when people treat me like it's so weird or repulsive to keep a reptile as a pet.  I just felt both of them were extremely unprofessional.

Though now I know where to have my next order of feeder roaches shipped.  *Grins evilly*