Song of choice: The Theme From Star Wars - John Williams
I now bring you...
Episode IV - A Refurbished Hope
It is a period of personal war.
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oh forget the scrolling text. lol
I went back! Oh yes. I went back to the big red and white. This time, I was not armed with the intent on bringing home a set of speakers that could, simply by turning up the volume, blow a girl's clothes off. No, I was looking for something a little more practical than that - a 27" Colour Flatscreen Television. I told myself, hell I even told my mother who was with me, that I was just going to browse. But in the end, I ended up borrowing the money from my mom to buy this. Of course, I wouldn't be positing this story here unless it was worthy, and lived up to my previous Future Shop stories... Here goes...
I walk in, walk around for about 10 minutes or so before I go up to a guy and ask him for a "relatively cheap" 27" television. He pointed some out to me. Now, if you've been talking to me in the last week or two, you'll know that I was with my dad a while back and I saw this television (mentioned above) for $269.99 - which is FREAKIN AWESOME for a TV that size (let alone a flatscreen!). Only now, the price was $279.99 - I told the guy right then and there that I'd take it!
"I'm sorry sir, we have none in stock."
"How much if I want to buy that *points to display model* one?"
"It's not for sale. But this lovely RCA television is on sale for $399. I even have a floor model that I can sell you for 10% off!"
"I dont want the RCA. Are you sure I cant have that one?"
"Absolutely.."
"Are you really sure? Is there anyone else I can talk to about this?"
"Hold on."
At this point, my mom explains to me that I've got balls to act this way with this guy.
Point A - Kyle has balls.
He comes back with his sales manager.
Manager - "I'm sorry, I cant sell that one for you."
My mom pipes up - "Are you sure? I want to buy it for his birthday."
Now, she already got me my birthday present, but that guy didn't know this...
Manager - "Alright.. I could say no to him, but I cant say no to you! Would you like to buy the extended warranty? It's only $49.99 for 3 years."
I never buy the extended warranty, but this WAS a display model. I agreed. So the manager thanked me for my business, and left me with the original sales guy.
Original sales bonehead - "Um sir, we dont have a 3 year warranty on this item available. Only for 5 years, and it's $69.99."
After much haggle, I agreed... Besides, my mom thought it would be a good idea.
Point B - The money earned from the sale of an extended warranty goes directly in the pocket of the individual who sells it to you.
He rings it up. Adding $279+69 (TV and warranty).
Me - "Umm. Isn't the TV 10% off?"
"No. Why would it be?"
"Because it's a floor model - all floor models in futureshop are 10% off." (I know this to be true.
"This isn't a floor model - it's a display model, and isn't subject to our 10% off offer."
"What's the difference?"
"This is a display, that RCA is a floor model."
"Again.. What's the difference?"
Mom - "Kyle... what are you doing?"
I go have a little chat with my mom. I tell her that if he's not giving me 10% off, then I'm going to can the extended warranty. I'll take my chances.... we go back to the guy.
"Ok, if it's not 10% off, then I'll take my chances and not get the $69 warranty."
"..."
"So if you'll just ring that up for me..."
*pause for a few seconds..* "Umm, let me go talk to my manager again. It's a good idea to get the warranty."
Ah ha! I found out where this guy's button is... He was going to make 70 bucks off me, and now he's not... boo hoo... But all was going according to plan. As he left, I explained to my mom why I did what I just did. She laughed, and again, says I've got balls to talk to a sales rep like that.
Point C - Kyle, again, has balls.
He comes back - "Ok, I'll do it for you. I'll give you 10% off if you buy the 3 year extended warranty."
WOO!
so lets do the math... $279 - $28 + 69 = 320
SOLD. The television is now sitting in my trunk.
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To follow up on my last entry - I went back to the Doctor today. My bloodwork was great! Every number directly in the middle of the reference range. We talked a little more - he burned a wart I had on my foot off, and the two moles on my nose... he says the liquid nitrogen will shrink them - the first treatment a couple weeks ago worked alright, but he did it again to shrink them even more. We talked some more. My mother was there, mainly because I have a problem verbalizing anything wrong with me.
The "D" word was finally brought up. No, not doughnuts (although they sound pretty good right now.. I could go for a nice honey glazed....... anyway). But Depression. I know, I know. Pretty common term, but I've now possibly become a statistic. I could tell his wheels were turning about what he should do with me. It's easy to tell when his brain is going a mile a minute. Anyway, he said he could give me a mild perscription, but I told him that I wanted that to be a last resort - he agreed that was the best option, he was just starting to list the options. He eventually told me that he would be in touch with someone in Mississauga here that I could talk to. A shrink, to put it bluntly. So now that we've ruled out anything physically wrong with me, they're working on the mental side of things.
Wish me luck!
Until next time.......
*fade to black*
:: Eldorado ::
Thursday, January 06, 2005 ::
4:23:00 PM
