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I'm now the owner of a monster trampoline that's nearly too big for the garden. Tell us your retail disasters and triumphs.
( , Thu 21 May 2009, 11:52)
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Kinda different, innit?
Husband brought a new truck and while picking out options, I said I didn't want the radio that came with it. I planned to put in a much much nicer one and didn't want to pay for some piece of shit radidio I'd just rip out.
The happy day came and I went to pick it up. I looked at it before signing the papers and noticed-oh my goodness!- there was a fucking radio in the thing! I reminded the smarmy salesman I had specially requested no radio and asked why the fuck was it there? His wussy explanation was well, it came with the truck, and it was a lot of trouble to take out and oh by the way I owed $250.00 for it.
As I hadn't signed the papers I merely smiled, said, "Gee that's too bad. It's not what I asked for and I don't want it." and walked out. He ran after me sputtering, "But, but you have to take it, you ordered it..." I leaned forward and whispered "No, I don't."
He eventually ended up yanking the radio at his expense, with us paying $250 bucks less than the original price. I loved the fact he thought he could pull that kind of shit on a woman. And that I would take it.
hee hee hee. Don't fuck with a hillbilly.
( , Sat 23 May 2009, 0:51, 5 replies)
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he sat at home all night, rubbing his hands together at the prospect of A WOMAN!!!!! coming into the shop, just so he'd finally be able to try and be a sneaky bastard for an extra few quid.
Definitely.
Not like he does it on a daily basis, regardless of if the hick idiot has a dong or not. Get the chip off of your shoulder, fuckwit.
( , Wed 27 May 2009, 14:47, closed)
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