I bought a blazer and then I decided that I should have a medium blue skirt to wear with it. The blazer is an extravagance (hangs head) but for the fact that I've been having things adjusted and repaired and de-shouldered because I can't stand the idea of having horrid rashes all over me from wearing synthetic fabrics. OK, TMI. I haven't been spending, period. Looking, yes. Trying, yes. Criticizing, yes. And therefore, extravagant purchase of blazer, yes.
The hunt continues. Two days later, I took a look and noticed the following:
~. my other size had become available, and
~. the skirt had been marked down from $63 to $44. I have rounded off the change. You might thank me when we get to the math part.
A great plan takes shape. So I hung up, placed a web order for both skirts - larger and smaller - at the lower price, figuring I'd return Skirt 1 (same skirt, higher price), and when the 2-skirt order arrived (each skirt $20 cheaper than Skirt 1), I'd return whichever didn't fit and keep whichever one did fit.
An attempt to execute the Great Plan. If only. It soon became clear that the situation was far too complex for the associate at the register. She told me she had to call for "authorization," but did not explain what needed to be authorized. She placed a call and had tried to explain what was happening to her - she had a customer who wanted to return two skirts from two orders, what should she do?
"That's not the total of $ 63 and $ 44," I said.
"Let me take a look. Oh, I see, she (referring to person on other end of phone call) did both returns on this order(Meaning, the one with the two $ 44 skirts). So it's the correct amount."
OH GIVE ME STRENGTH!
After still more discussion, another "authorization" call was placed and another long explanation ... oh, I can't stand it any more. We have all reached or passed the point at which infuriating turns to boring. I have been instructed to watch the postings on my account, and also to be on the lookout for emails.