August
20 2004
So, this weekend I have some guests in from out
of town. I picked Jamie up from the airport in Columbus
this morning. Let me start from the beginning. About
two weeks ago, I
was
in
Parkersburg,
West
Virginia, at
the
Gap
I always go to.
I
tried
on some of their new low rise jeans, and they were awesome.
The pockets and hems were just SLIGHTLY distressed, and they
were stretchy and comfortable. I wanted them, but decided I
didn't need any full-priced jeans. I rarely buy full priced
merchandise!
Well, I couldn't get these jeans out of my mind
for the next few days, which PROVED that I NEEDED them. So
I ordered them online. I made sure to carefully inspect the
online photos, and they looked exactly the same. Well, they
arrived in the mail last week, and the pockets weren't
distressed. They weren't my dream jeans. So I looked up the
number for the
Gap
in Lancaster, since I would be driving through there today,
on my way to pick up Jamie at the airport.
I asked them if they had the ones with the distressed
pockets and they sure did. I asked the lady if they could hold
them for me, and I could pick them up at the end of the week
on my way to the airport. She said they could only do holds
for 24 hours, but that I could buy them with my credit
card
over the phone and
they
would
be
shipped
to me
before this weekend, and I could just return the pair I didn't
want at the store on my way through. I said, "okay."
So, today's Friday, right? I have already been
through Lancaster, Jamie is at my house, and I have received
no jeans. I call
mom and ask if she's SURE the jeans never came. (I get packages
delivered to her house because she has a front porch and there's
always someone home all day.) She says I had better call because
they shouldn't have taken this long.
So I call Lancaster Gap and explain my situation.
Although, since I am soooo used to going to Parkersburg, I
look up the Parkersburg Gap's number online and call THEM.
They were like, "Which store did you purchase these from?"
and I said, "Lancaster." And they were like "this is Parkersburg."
I was embarassed. So I look up the number for Lancaster and
call them. They have no record whatsoever of any transactions
taking place on that
day!!!!!!
I talk on
the
phone
with the
manager
forever,
and she goes through all their books. She keeps asking me if
I'm SURE I called THAT store. I said "yes! of course! I
was planning on driving past there on my way to Columbus today
to return the pair I didn't want!"
She calls some official number to see if my credit
card had done any transactions with them that day, it says
no. She suggests I call my credit card company and see if the
order was even placed. I call, and sure enough, it WAS! So
now I'm freaking out, convinced that I am the victim of credit
card fraud. I decide that I should TRY calling the Parkersburg
store, since I had
accidentally called them earlier, perhaps I had accidentally
called them when I first placed the order!
I call them and um derrrrrrr I HAD bought them
from that store! SO embarassing. But here the situation gets
weirder! She says "I am looking at the UPS page online right
now and it says they were delivered and signed for this past
Tuesday, at the side door..." THE SIDE DOOR? So I call Mom
again and it turns out that the delivery truck had come to
DAD'S SHOP door, he signed for the package and then set it
somewhere in his messy shop! The freaking jeans had been there
all freaking week!
Meanwhile I have been on the phone with TWO Gaps
in two different states, and my credit card company for almost
an hour while my out of town guests patiently read magazines
in my living room. Moral of the story, I am an idiot. But I
now own a pair of really cute jeans.
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