Better Business Bureau, here I come

Now, most people say they hate Wal-mart and all other such companies. I don’t just hate them. I despise them. I loathe them. I wouldn’t be sad if all the stores magically vaporized (but not the people…most of the people). Some people hate companies like Wal-Mart on principle. I hope they vanish based on practice and principle.



Story number one: My boyfriend’s dad bought him a watch in China, but the watch was a little big. So, we decided to go get it sized at the little jewelry counter at Wal-mart, simply because it was close. Now, this isn’t some little crap watch. This is a freaking amazing knock-off that could pass off as a real breitling.


My boyfriend, who is really patient, is standing at the counter watching them while I’m wandering around. First thing to rant about: my seven-year-old brother has better organizational skills than Wal-mart. Vacuum accessories aren’t with the vacuums. Cosmetics are right next to school supplies. You need a map and a translator to tell you were anything is because it makes no sense. Well, unless you’re on something, but that’s another rant for another post.

So, I finished wandering around, and I come back about a half hour later, and they still hadn’t figured out how to take out some of the links. The last thing I heard from the female was “F&*(( THIS GODD$(&^%# WATCH!” Needless to say, he asked for his watch back and we left.

We went to a Fred Meyer (which is apparently a western America thing…if you know Freddies, give a shout out!) and got the watch sized in 10 minutes max.

Story number two: My bike tubes were slashed a couple of weeks ago. Not the tires, just the tubes. See, people are amazingly cruel. They let all the air out of the bike tubes, and then they slash them.

The closest place that I can take my bike to is sadly Wal-mart. I took my bike in two weeks ago. Yes, two weeks ago. I called earlier this week. It still wasn’t fixed. I went in today, over two weeks later. It still wasn’t fixed. They wouldn’t let me have my bike back, either so that one of my new friends could fix my bike. My mom called during all this, and I reassured her that I would be calling the Better Business Bureau and the Indiana State Attorney General’s Office to file complaints against Wal-mart. The employees overheard this, ran off, and came back with my bike all fixed 10 minutes later. Honestly, 2 weeks when it only took you 10 minutes?

The moral of the story: drop the Better Business Bureau and the State Attorney General’s Office when the employees of a store are being particularly intellectually depraved. (Yes, depraved. I know there’s a difference. )

I know I’m not the only one with stories like these. I want to hear them! Send them in! Who knows, if your story insights a revolution, I might give you a brownie!

Edit: I rode my bike this morning. It made a horrible noise. Then the chain popped off, and I lost control of my bike. I was somehow able to hope off my bike before I flew with it into oncoming traffic. I can still ride my bike (because I put the chain back on properly.)