What the hell?

I despise the people at Swatch

Remember the fancy wave bracelet I picked up on HEL-NYC SAS flight?

The one that broke two days after being purchased?
That cost 45 euros?
That I tried to return within 30 days of purchase?

Well, actually i didn't want to return it. I just wanted a new one that wasn't broken. So the NYC peeps tried (emphasis here) to help. They promised to mail me a correctly sized bracelet asap.

They forgot.
Then I called them.
Then it came.

A bracelet that was too small.

This was three weeks ago. Since then I've tried to find a store that 1) carries the style w/o crystals (tacky) and 2) has my size.

I've been all over the place. The nearest store to SD is in Orange County. I wanted to smack "John" when he said return could only be processed within 30 days. If I wanted to do an exchange I'd have to find a store with stock available. (AS if it should be my job to drive all over southern california?).

I may soon become a professional complainer. I'm serious people. Between the identity fraud, the DMV, and now this, I'm cranking out reams of paper.

What's this you say about the DMV? Ooooooooo right. I forgot to mention that the DMV has me on record for an accident in 1999. A year in which I didn't own or drive a car.... because I was working in the city. Why does this matter?. Having an accident on record in the last 3 years substantially raises your insurance premiums.

D'oh.

So the trip up and back to San Fran rocked. Having my brother come up to LA for a few days was wonderful. And now I'm in a quasi-funk. I can't figure out what's bugging me. I got incredibly excited looking at 2BRs in Tricia's complex. (It's amazing how housing in other parts of the country differs from Manhattan. Add roommates and square footage increases while cost decreases. A novel concept.) I loved driving around LA (even though it rained on Saturday). And well, now there's little time left before I fly to Long Island. I'm feeling squeezed by the clock, with my future thrown up in the air.

After finally seeing the infamous Rodeo Drive I'm curious if anyone knows anyone in luxury brand management. LMVH anyone? The rich are different.

On a completely different thought, my brother is amenable to a TJ jaunt. A ride to Tijuana on the trolley will cost me in the neighborhood of two bucks. How crazy is that? I guess driving through the border isn't bad, it's the return trip that sucks up time. Another concern is car insurance. So trolley it will be.

Brb. Nite.

posted by irene @ 12/03/2002 05:12:00 AM