When I am really,
really, really tired and grumpy like I am today, I start online wars.
A few months ago it
was Greyhound, South Africa.
Strike 1:
They left my daughter
on the side of the highway because the bus never stopped to drop her off.
Strike 2:
They dropped my
daughter off and left with her luggage.
Strike 3:
They left her stranded
in the middle of the night because the bus left 15 minutes early.
- After trying to get an apology and a refund to no avail I started an online war:
- I became their friend on Facebook and then made disgruntled comments every 5 minutes.
- I tweeted up a storm about how much I dislike their company and their terrible service.
- I skyped about them.
- I reported them on Hello Peter
- I made my status a complaint about them.
- I blogged about them
None of it helped
because to date I still have had no apology from them. I am just happy because, 10 people that would
have bought Greyhound bus tickets bought from the competition so maybe, maybe I
won a little bitty.
Today I am having an
email war with a dodgy art dealer. I
sent him a framed etching that I wrapped so thoroughly that it defies my mind
how the glass could have cracked en route as he claims.
Perhaps I am totally
wrong but due to the things that they have done since they got the picture two
weeks ago I have this vision in mind.
They are drugged up
art dealers who have a scheme of claiming, when artwork is sent from afar, that
it is damaged so that they can sell it for drug money.
I think I have sent
enough nasty emails to them for the day so my work is done I can go to bed.
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